John Milton Quotes About Life
-
Daughter to that good Earl, once President Of England's Council, and her Treasury, Who lived in both, unstained with gold or fee, And left them both, more in himself content, Till sad the breaking of that Parliament Broke him, as that dishonest victory At Chaeronea, fatal to liberty, Killed with report that old man eloquent. Though later born than to have known the days Wherein your father flourished, yet by you, Madam, methinks I see him living yet; So well your words his noble virtues praise, That all both judge you to relate them true, And to possess them, honoured Margaret.
→ -
Luck is the residue of design.
→ -
(That last infirmity of noble mind) To scorn delights, and live laborious days; But the fair guerdon when we hope to find, And think to burst out into sudden blaze, Comes the blind Fury with th' abhorred shears And slits the thin-spun life.
→ -
I will not deny but that the best apology against false accusers is silence and sufferance, and honest deeds set against dishonest words.
→ -
Gratitude bestows reverence, allowing us to encounter everyday epiphanies, those transcendent moments of awe that change forever how we experience life and the world.
→ -
Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.
→ -
Imparadis'd in one another's arms.
→ -
Seasoned life of man preserved and stored up in books.
→ -
To know that which lies before us in daily life is the prime wisdom.
→ -
For books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay, they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction of that living intellect that bred them.
→ -
Nor love thy life, nor hate; but what thou livest, Live well; how long, or short, permit to Heaven.
→ -
Freely we serve, Because we freely love, as in our will To love or not; in this we stand or fall.
→ -
For men to tell how human life began Is hard; for who himself beginning knew?
→ -
Now came still evening on, and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad; Silence accompany'd; for beast and bird, They to their grassy couch, these to their nests, Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale; She all night long her amorous descant sung; Silence was pleas'd. Now glow'd the firmament With living sapphires; Hesperus, that led The starry host, rode brightest, till the moon, Rising in clouded majesty, at length Apparent queen unveil'd her peerless light, And o'er the dark her silver mantle threw.
→ -
So dear I love him, that with him, all deaths I could endure, without him, live no life.
→ -
It is not virtue, wisdom, valour, wit, Strength, comeliness of shape, or amplest merit, That woman's love can win, or long inherit; But what it is, hard is to say, Harder to hit.
→ -
Such sober certainty of waking bliss.
→ -
And on the Tree of Life, The middle tree and highest there that grew, Sat like a cormorant.
→ -
By labor and intent study (which I take to be my portion in this life), joined with the strong propensity of nature, I might perhaps leave something so written to after-times, as they should not willingly let it die.
→
Related Authors
-
John Dryden Poet -
Dante Alighieri Poet -
Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley Novelist -
William Shakespeare Poet -
Christopher Marlowe Dramatist -
Percy Bysshe Shelley Poet -
William Wordsworth Poet -
Alfred Lord Tennyson Poet -
Samuel Johnson Writer -
T. S. Eliot Playwright -
Ben Jonson Playwright -
Andrew Marvell Poet -
Lord Byron Baron Byron -
William Blake Poet -
Edmund Spenser Poet -
John Keats Poet -
John Donne Poet -
Jonathan Swift Pamphleteer -
-
Alexander Pope Poet