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JOHN MILTON
English poet, scholar, writer and patriot
(1608 - 1674)
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Truth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam.
      - Doctrine and Disciples of Divorce [Truth]

And so sepulchred in such pomp dost lie;
  That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.
      - Epitaph on Shakespeare [Graves]

Thou, in our wonder and astonishment
  Hast built thyself a life-long monument.
      - Epitaph--On Shakespeare [Monuments]

Joking decides great things,
  Stronger and better oft than earnest can.
      - Horace [Jesting]

No war or battle sound
  Was heard the world around.
      - Hymn of Christ's Nativity (l. 31) [War]

The winds with wonder whist,
  Smoothly the waters kisst.
      - Hymn of the Nativity (st. 5) [Wind]

Swings the scaly horror of his folded tail.
      - Hymn on Christ's Nativity (l. 172) [Devil]

No mighty trance, or breathed spell
  Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
      - Hymn on Christ's Nativity (l. 173)
        [Prophecy (Prophesy)]

The oracles are dumb,
  No voice or hideous hum
    Runs thro' the arched roof in words deceiving.
      - Hymn on Christ's Nativity (l. 173)
        [Oracle]

The helmed Cherubim,
  And sworded Seraphim,
    Are seen in glittering ranks with wings display'd.
      - Hymn on the Nativity (l. 112) [Angels]

Time will run back and fetch the age of gold.
      - Hymn on the Nativity (l. 135) [Time]

This is the month, and this the happy morn,
  Wherein the Son of Heaven's eternal King,
    Of wedded maid and virgin mother born,
      Our great redemption from above did bring,
        For so the holy sages once did sing,
          That He our deadly forfeit should release,
            And with His Father work us a perpetual peace.
      - Hymn--On the Morning of Christ's Nativity
        [Christmas]

For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the borrower, among good authors is accounted plagiary.
      - Iconoclastes (XXIII) [Plagiarism]

Or did the soul of Orpheus sing
  Such notes as, warbled to the string,
    Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 105) [Singing]

Where more is meant than meets the ear.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 120) [Hearing]

While rocking winds are piping loud.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 126) [Wind]

When the gust hath blown his fill,
  Ending on the rustling leaves,
    With minute drops from off the eaves.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 128) [Wind]

To arched walks of twilight groves,
  And shadows brown that Sylvan loves,
    Of pine.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 133) [Pine]

Hide me from day's garish eye.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 141) [Day]

While the bee with honied thigh,
  That at her flowery work doth sing,
    And the waters murmuring
      With such a consort as they keep,
        Entice the dewy-feather'd sleep.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 142) [Sleep]

But let my due feet never fail
  To walk the studious cloisters pale,
    And love the high embowed roof,
      With antique pillars massy proof,
        And storied windows richly dight;
          Casting a dim religious light.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 155) [Light]

There let the pealing organ blow,
  To the full voiced quire below,
    In service high, and anthems clear,
      As may with sweetness, through mine ear,
        Dissolve me into ecstasies,
          And bring all heaven before mine eyes.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 161) [Music]

Till old experience do attain
  To something like prophetic strain.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 173)
        [Prophecy (Prophesy)]

And looks commercing with the skies,
  Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 39) [Eyes]

Retired Leisure
  That in trim gardens takes his pleasure.
      - Il Penseroso (l. 49) [Leisure]


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