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Known best for his epic poem ‘Paradise Lost’, John Milton was born on 9 December 1608.  Apart from a poet he also served the Commonwealth of England as a civil servant. He is considered one of the major polemicists of the 17th century. Most of his poems were penned down during the time of religious instability and political disruption. He has written not only in English but also in Latin, Greek and Italian languages. He was renowned a great poet internationally during his lifetime.  Most of his works reflect his desire for freedom; hence, he has emphasized freedom of speech and freedom of the press in most of his works. With his unique style of writing, he has introduced new words in the English language.

Milton was called the “greatest English poet and prominent writer” by William Hayley in his biography dated in the 18th century. He developed ideas from his extensive reading and voyages, which is then arranged in words outcomes in his poems. Milton’s first notable composition was at the age of fifteen. He graduated from Cambridge’s Christ College. He was a postgraduate in arts who love to travel to explore the wide variety of artistic traditions and to know more about religion, especially Roman Catholicism. His interest in theology, science, philosophy, history etc. shaped him into a fabulous poet and prose writer.

The first poem published by Milton was “On Shakespeare” in 1630. Affected by glaucoma, Milton gradually lost his vision, and the poem Paradise Lost was written by him in a blind state. Some of his major works include ‘on the morning of Christ’s Nativity’, ‘On arriving at the age twenty-three’, ‘Lycidas’, ‘ Paradise Regained’, ‘When I Consider How My Light is Spent’ etc. The most influential work of Milton was ‘Areopagitica’ written in 1644.

Poets like William Wordsworth, William Blake and Thomas Hardy admired him. The poem Lycidas was written for Edward King, with whom Milton had a good relationship. His prose works mainly concentrated on the execution of King Charles I and abolish England Church. The eminent poet passed away on 8 November 1674 in the United Kingdom.

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“The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven..”

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“Better to reign in Hell, than to serve in Heaven.”

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“Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light.”

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“Luck is the residue of design.”

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“A good book is the precious life-blood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.”

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“Be strong, live happy and love, but first of all
Him whom to love is to obey, and keep
His great command!”

“Our cure, to be no more; sad cure! ”

“So dear I love him, that with him all deaths I could endure, without him live no life.”

“Is it true, O Christ in heaven, that the highest suffer the most?
That the strongest wander furthest and most hopelessly are lost?
That the mark of rank in nature is capacity for pain?
That the anguish of the singer makes the sweetness of the strain?”

“They also serve who only stand and wait.”

“Our torments also may in length of time
Become our Elements.”

“I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and sees her adversary, but slinks out of the race where that immortal garland is to be run for, not without dust and heat. ”

“Here at last
We shall be free;
the Almighty hath not built
Here for his envy, will not drive us hence:
Here we may reign secure, and in my choice
To reign is worth ambition though in Hell:
Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heaven.”

“Farewell happy fields,
Where joy forever dwells: Hail, horrors, hail.”

“They who have put out the people’s eyes reproach them of their blindness.”

“So farewell hope, and with hope farewell fear, Farewell remorse: all good to me is lost; Evil, be thou my good.”

“The mind is its own place, and in itself / Can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven. / What matter where, if I be still the same…”

“Of man’s first disobedience, and the fruit/Of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste/Brought death into the world, and all our woe,/With loss of Eden, till one greater Man/Restore us, and regain the blissful seat,/Sing heavenly muse”

“Thou art my father, thou my author, thou my being gav’st me; whom should I obey but thee, whom follow?”

“Gratitude bestows reverence…..changing forever how we experience life and the world.”

“Neither man nor angel can discern hypocrisy, the only evil that walks invisible except to God alone.”

“To be weak is miserable,
Doing or suffering.”

“And, when night
Darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons
Of Belial, flown with insolence and wine.”

“Then wilt thou not be loath
To leave this Paradise, but shalt possess
A Paradise within thee, happier far.”

“Still paying, still to owe.
Eternal woe! ”

“So shall the world go on,
To good malignant, to bad men benign,
Under her own weight groaning.”

“Of four infernal rivers that disgorge/ Into the burning Lake their baleful streams;/Abhorred Styx the flood of deadly hate,/Sad Acheron of sorrow, black and deep;/Cocytus, nam’d of lamentation loud/ Heard on the rueful stream; fierce Phlegethon/ Whose waves of torrent fire inflame with rage./ Far off from these a slow and silent stream,/ Lethe the River of Oblivion rolls/ Her wat’ry Labyrinth whereof who drinks,/ Forthwith his former state and being forgets,/ Forgets both joy and grief, pleasure and pain.”

“The childhood shows the man,
As morning shows the day.”

“The stars, that nature hung in heaven, and filled their lamps with everlasting oil, give due light to the misled and lonely traveler”.”

“Wild above rule or art, enormous bliss.”

“One sip of this will bathe the drooping spirits in delight, beyond the bliss of dreams.”

“So hand in hand they passed, the loveliest pair that ever since in love’s embraces met — Adam, the goodliest man of men since born his sons; the fairest of her daughters Eve.”

“but he who destroys a good book, kills reason itself”

“The world was all before them, where to choose
Their place of rest, and Providence their guide:
They hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow,
Through Eden took their solitary way.”

“Freely we serve,
Because we freely love,as in our will
To love or not;in this we stand or fall.”

“What is strength without a double share of wisdom?”

“Silence was pleased.”

“Horror and doubt distract
His troubled thoughts and from the bottom stir
The Hell within him, for within him Hell
He brings and round about him, nor from Hell
One step no more than from himself can fly
By change of place.”

“In loving thou dost well, in passion not,
Wherein true love consists not: Love refines
The thoughts, and heart enlarges; hath his seat
In reason, and is judicious”

“Even the demons are encouraged when their chief is “not lost in loss itself.”

“Part of my soul I seek thee, and claim thee my other half”

“A dungeon horrible, on all sides round,
As one great furnace flamed; yet from those flames
No light; but rather darkness visible
Served only to discover sights of woe”

“WE know no time when we were not as now..”

“They changed their minds, Flew off, and into strange vagaries fell.”

“Thus it shall befall Him, who to worth in women over-trusting, Lets her will rule: restraint she will not brook; And left to herself, if evil thence ensue She first his weak indulgence will accuse.”

“And what is faith, love, virtue unassay’d alone, without exterior help sustained?”

“While yet we live, scarce one short hour perhaps,
Between us two let there be peace, both joining,
As joined in injuries, and enmity
Against a foe by doom express assigned us,
That cruel serpent.”

“O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon,
Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse
Without all hope of day!”

“No man […] can be so stupid to deny that all men naturally were born free, being the image and resemblance of God himself.”

“And on their naked limbs the flowry roof/Show’r’d Rose, which the Morn repair’d.”

“A broad and ample road, whose dust is gold,
And pavement stars—as starts to thee appear
Soon in the galaxy, that milky way
Which mightly as a circling zone thou seest
Powder’d wiht stars.”

“Him the Almighty Power
Hurled headlong naming from the ethereal sky,
With hideous ruin and combustion, down
To bottomless perdition ; there to dwell
In adamantine chains and penal fire,
Who durst defy the Omnipotent to arms.”

“Consult…/what reinforcement we may gain from hope,/If not, what resolution from despair.”

“Not to know at large of things remote
From use, obscure and subtle, but to know
That which before us lies in daily life,
Is the prime wisdom.”

“Immediate are the acts of God, more swift than time or motion.”

“To mee, who with eternal Famine pine,
Alike is Hell, or Paradise, or Heaven,
There best, where most with ravin I might meet;
Which here, though plenteous, all too little seems
To stuff this Maw, this vast unhide-bound Corpse.”

“But what will not ambition and revenge
Descend to?”

“Thou at the sight
Pleased, out of Heaven shalt look down and smile,
While by thee raised I ruin all my foes,
Death last, and with his carcass glut the grave.”

“Sweet Echo, sweetest nymph that liv’st unseen
Within thy airy shell
By slow Meander’s margent green,
And in the violet-imbroider’d vale
Where the love-lorn nightingale
Nightly to thee her sad song mourneth well:
Canst thou not tell me of a gentle pair
That likest thy Narcissus are?”

“Those who have put out the people’s eyes, reproach them of their blindness.”

“The wife, where danger or dishonor lurks, safest and seemliest by her husband stays, who guards her, or with her the worst endures.”

“Much of the Soul they talk, but all awry;
And in themselves seek virtue; and to themselves
All glory arrogate, to God give none”

“Firm they might have stood, yet fell; remember, and fear to transgress.”

“Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose their place of rest, and Providence their guide: They hand in hand with wand’ring steps and slow, through Eden took their solitary way.”

“His legions—Angel Forms, who lay entranced
Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks”

“Only supreme in misery!”

“What reinforcement we may gain from hope,
If not what resolution from despair.”

“but the sword
Of MICHAEL from the Armorie of God
Was giv’n him temperd so, that neither keen
Nor solid might resist that edge: it met
The sword of SATAN with steep force to smite
Descending, and in half cut sheere, nor staid,
But with swift wheele reverse, deep entring shar’d
All his right side; then SATAN first knew pain”

“He who thinks we are to pitch our tent here, and have attained the utmost prospect of reformation that the mortal glass wherein we contemplate can show us, till we come to beatific vision, that man by this very opinion declares that he is yet far short of truth.”

“Heaven’s last best gift, my ever new delight.”

“Most men admire
Virtue who follow not her lore.”
? John Milton, Paradise Regained

“Gabriel, to thee thy course by lot hath given
Charge and strict watch that to this happy place
No evil thing approach or enter in.”

Say they who counsel war; ‘we are decreed, Reserved, and destined to eternal woe; Whatever doing, what can we suffer more, What can we suffer worse?’ Is this then worst,”

“Pandemonium, the palace of Satan rises, suddenly built of the deep: the infernal peers there sit in council.”

“Upon himself; horror and doubt distract His troubl’d thoughts, and from the bottom stirr The Hell within him, for within him Hell He brings, and round about him, nor from Hell One step no more then from himself can fly By”

“Listen where thou art sitting
Under the glassie, cool, translucent wave,
In twisted braids of Lillies knitting
The loose train of thy amber-dropping hair,”

“Commands are no constraints.”

“[Censors] rake through the entrails of many an old good author, with a violation worse than any could be offered to his tomb.”

“He who receives
Light from above, from the Fountain of Light,
No other doctrine needs, though granted true;
But these are false, or little else but dreams,
Conjectures, fancies, built on nothing firm.”

“He also went invisible, yet stayed (such privilege hath omnipresence).”

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“What think’st thou then of mee, and this my State,
Seem I to thee sufficiently possest
Of happiness, or not? who am alone
From all Eternitie, for none I know
Second to mee or like, equal much less.”

“The wary fiend stood on the brink of hell, pondering his voyage”

“All is best, though we oft doubt, what the unsearchable dispose, of highest wisdom brings about.”

“Mortals that would follow me,
Love virtue, she alone is free,
She can teach ye how to climb
Higher than the sphery chime;
Or if virtue feeble were,
Heaven itself would stoop to her.”

“How charming is divine Philosophy!
Not harsh, and crabbed as dull fools suppose,
But musical as is Apollo’s lute,
And a perpetual feast of nectar’d sweets,
Where no crude surfet raigns.”

“The light which we have gained, was given us, not to be ever staring on, but by it to discover onward things more remote from our knowledge. It is not the unfrocking of a priest, the unmitering of a bishop, and the removing hum from the Presbyterian shoulders that will make us a happy nation; no, if other things as great in the Church, and in the rule of life both economical and political, be not looked into and reformed, we have looked so long upon the blaze that Zwinglius and Calvin have beaconed up to us, that we are stark blind.”

“They are the troublers, they are the dividers of unity, who neglect and don’t permit others to unite those dissevered pieces which are yet wanting to the body of Truth.”

“God does not need man nor his won works.”

“…So little knows
Any but God alone to value right
The good before him but perverts best things
To worst abuse or to their meanest use.”

“What could be less than to afford Him praise,
The easiest recompense, and pay Him thanks?
How due! Yet all His good proved ill in me
And wrought but malice. Lifted up so high”

“Celestial light, shine inward…that I may see and tell of things invisible to mortal sight”

“He who reigns within himself and rules passions, desires, and fears is more than a king.”

“Yours be the advantage all, mine the revenge”

“… and miserable it is to be to others cause of misery…”

“ And all amid them stood the Tree of Life, High eminent, blooming Ambrosial Fruit Of vegetable Gold; and next to Life Our Death the Tree of Knowledge grew fast by, Knowledge of Good bought dear by knowing ill.”

“Frei ist, wer der Vernunft gehorcht.”

“So little is our loss, So little is thy gain.”
? John Milton, The Poetical Works Of John Milton

“Who ever knew Truth put to the worse in a free and open encounter?”

“What hath the night to do with sleep?”

“For who would lose, though full of pain, this intellectual being, those thoughts that wander through eternity to perish rather, swallowed up and lost in the wide womb of uncreated Night?”

“I was all ear,
And took in strains that might create a soul
Under the ribs of Death.”

“ Familiar to our eyes, all places else Inhospitable appeer and desolate, Nor knowing us nor known: and if by prayer Incessant I could hope to change the will Of him who all things can, I would not cease To wearie him with my assiduous cries: But prayer against his absolute Decree No more availes then breath against the winde, Blown stifling back on him that breaths it forth: Therefore to his great bidding I submit.”

“Sometimes people close a door because they’re trying to figure out a way to get you to knock.”

“With thee conversing I forget all time, all seasons and their change, all please alike.”

“Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing
Such notes as warbled to the string,
Drew Iron tears down Pluto’s cheek,
And made Hell grant what Love did seek.”

“ What hither brought us, hate, not love, nor hope Of Paradise for Hell, hope here to taste Of pleasure, but all pleasure to destroy, Save what is in destroying, other joy To me is lost. Then”

“Better to reign in Hell, then serve in Heav’n.”

“ But JOSHUA whom the Gentiles JESUS call, His Name and Office bearing, who shall quell The adversarie Serpent, and bring back Through the worlds wilderness long wanderd man Safe to eternal Paradise of rest.”

“but the sword Of MICHAEL from the Armorie of God Was giv’n him temperd so, that neither keen Nor solid might resist that edge: it met The sword of SATAN with steep force to smite Descending, and in half cut sheere, nor staid, But with swift wheele reverse, deep entring shar’d All his right side; then SATAN first knew pain,”

“ So spake the Enemie of Mankind, enclos’d In Serpent, Inmate bad, and toward EVE Address’d his way, not with indented wave, Prone on the ground, as since, but on his reare, Circular base of rising foulds, that tour’d Fould above fould a surging Maze, his Head Crested aloft, and Carbuncle his Eyes; With burnisht Neck of verdant Gold, erect Amidst his circling Spires, that on the grass Floted redundant: pleasing was his shape, And lovely, never since of Serpent kind Lovelier, not those that in ILLYRIA chang’d HERMIONE and CADMUS, or the God In EPIDAURUS; nor”

“ Th’ Angelic Guards ascended, mute and sad For Man, for of his state by this they knew, Much wondring how the suttle Fiend had stoln Entrance unseen. Soon as th’ unwelcome news From Earth arriv’d at Heaven Gate, displeas’d All were who heard, dim sadness did not spare That time Celestial visages, yet mixt With pitie, violated not thir bliss.”

“Say they who counsel war; ‘we are decreed, Reserved, and destined to eternal woe; Whatever doing, what can we suffer more, What can we suffer worse?’ Is this then worst, Thus sitting, thus consulting, thus in arms?
What when we fled amain, pursued and struck
With Heaven’s afflicting thunder, and besought
The Deep to shelter us? This Hell then seemed
A refuge from those wounds. Or when we lay
Chained on the burning lake? That sure was worse.”

“ To whom the wilie Adder, blithe and glad.”

“One fatal tree there stands of knowledge call’d
Forbidden them to taste. Knowledge forbidden?
Suspicious, reasonless. Why should their Lord
Envy them that? Can it be sin to know?
Can it be death? And do they only stand
By ignorance? Is that their happy state,
The proof of their obedience and their faith?”

“…One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven. What matter where, if I be still the same, and what I should be…
And what I should be”

“…One who brings a mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a Heaven of Hell, a Hell of Heaven. What matter where, if I be still the same, and what I should be…”

“ When he who rules is worthiest, and excells Them whom he governs. This is servitude, To serve th’ unwise, or him who hath rebelld Against his worthier, as thine now serve thee, Thy self not free, but to thy self enthrall’d;”

“He who would not be frustrate of his hope to write well hereafter in laudable things ought himself to be a true Poem; that is, a composition and pattern of the best and honourablest things; not presuming to sing high praises of heroic men, or famous cities, unless he have in himself the experience and practice of all that which is praise-worthy.”

“ And ye that live and move, fair Creatures, tell, Tell, if ye saw, how came I thus, how here? Not of my self; by some great Maker then, In goodness and in power praeeminent; Tell me, how may I know him, how adore, From whom I have that thus I move and live, And feel that I am happier then I know.”

“Ah, why should all mankind For one mans fault thus guiltless be condemn’d, If guiltless? But”

“ Let us not then suspect our happie State Left so imperfet by the Maker wise, As not secure to single or combin’d. Fraile is our happiness, if this be so, And EDEN were no EDEN thus expos’d.”

“ Yet somtimes Nations will decline so low From vertue, which is reason, that no wrong, But Justice, and some fatal curse annext Deprives them of thir outward libertie, Thir inward lost: Witness th’ irreverent Son Of him who built the Ark, who for the shame Don to his Father, heard this heavie curse, SERVANT OF SERVANTS, on his vitious Race. Thus will this latter, as the former World, Still tend from bad to worse, till God at last Wearied with their iniquities, withdraw His presence from among them, and avert His holy Eyes; resolving from thenceforth To leave them to thir own polluted wayes;”

“Sulphurous and Nitrous Foame They found, they mingl’d, and with suttle Art, Concocted and adusted they reduc’d To blackest grain, and into store conveyd: Part hidd’n veins diggd up (nor hath this Earth Entrails unlike) of Mineral and Stone,”

“Unfast’ns: on a sudden op’n flie With impetuous recoile and jarring sound Th’ infernal dores, and on thir hinges great Harsh Thunder, that the lowest bottom shook Of Erebus. She op’nd, but to shut Excel’d her power; the Gates wide op’n”

“ Dire was the tossing, deep the groans, despair Tended the sick busiest from Couch to Couch; And over them triumphant Death his Dart Shook, but delaid to strike, though oft invok’t With vows, as thir chief good, and final hope. Sight so deform what heart of Rock could long Drie-ey’d behold? ADAM could not, but wept, Though not of Woman born; compassion quell’d His best of Man, and gave him up to tears A space, till firmer thoughts restraind excess, And scarce recovering words his plaint renew’d.”

“God doth not need either man’s work or his own gifts, who best bear his milde yoak, they serve his best, his State is Kingly. Thousands at his bidding speed and post o’re Land and Ocean without rest: they also serve who only stand and waite.”

“ Doctrin which we would know whence learnt: who saw When this creation was? rememberst thou Thy making, while the Maker gave thee being? We know no time when we were not as now; Know none before us, self-begot, self-rais’d By our own quick’ning power, when fatal course Had circl’d his full Orbe, the birth mature Of this our native Heav’n, Ethereal Sons.”

“ Pensive I sate me down; there gentle sleep First found me, and with soft oppression seis’d My droused sense, untroubl’d, though I thought I then was passing to my former state Insensible, and forthwith to dissolve:”

“ With Goddess-like demeanour forth she went; Not unattended, for on her as Queen A pomp of winning Graces waited still, And from about her shot Darts of desire Into all Eyes to wish her still in sight.”

“With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, Confusion worse confounded; and Heav’n Gates Pourd out by millions her victorious Bands Pursuing. I upon my Frontieres here Keep”

“ Amid the Garden by the Tree of Life, Remember what I warne thee, shun to taste, And shun the bitter consequence: for know, The day thou eat’st thereof, my sole command Transgrest, inevitably thou shalt dye; From that day mortal, and this happie State Shalt loose, expell’d from hence into a World Of woe and sorrow. Sternly”

“May I express thee unblam’d? since God is light, And never but in unapproached light Dwelt from Eternitie, dwelt then in thee, Bright effluence of bright essence increate. Or”

“Earth felt the wound,
and Nature from her seat
Sighing through all her Works
gave signs of woe,
That all was lost.”

“Tunes her nocturnal Note. Thus with the Year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of Ev’n or Morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or Summers Rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud in stead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me, from the chearful waies of men Cut off, and for the book of knowledg fair Presented with a Universal blanc Of Natures works to mee expung’d and ras’d, And wisdome at one entrance quite shut out. So much the rather thou Celestial light Shine inward, and the mind through all her powers Irradiate, there plant eyes, all mist from thence Purge and disperse, that I may see and tell Of things invisible to mortal sight. Now”

“Awake, arise or be for ever fall’n.”

“Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely: and pined his loss”

“I will not deny but that the best apology against false accusers is silence and sufferance, and honest deeds set against dishonest words.”

“All is not lost, the unconquerable will, and study of revenge, immortal hate, and the courage never to submit or yield.”

“Innocence, Once Lost, Can Never Be Regained. Darkness, Once Gazed Upon, Can Never Be Lost.”

“Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep…”

“Give me the liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to conscience, above all liberties.”

“Farewell Hope, and with Hope farewell Fear”

“A good book is the precious life-blood of a master spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life.” ————————

“I sung of Chaos and Eternal Night,
Taught by the heav’nly Muse to venture down
The dark descent, and up to reascend…”

“Me miserable! Which way shall I fly
Infinite wrath and infinite despair?
Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell;
And in the lowest deep a lower deep,
Still threat’ning to devour me, opens wide,
To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.”

“Thou canst not touch the freedom of my mind.”

“This horror will grow mild, this darkness light.”

“What is dark within me, illumine.”

“For so I created them free and free they must remain.”

“Yet he who reigns within himself, and rules
Passions, desires, and fears, is more a king.”
“A mind not to be changed by place or time.
The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heav’n of hell, a hell of heav’n.”

“Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay
To mould me man? Did I solicit thee
From darkness to promote me?”

“Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell. ”

“And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie,
That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.”

“Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie.”

Stol’n on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!”

“O sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams
That bring to my remembrance from what state I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere.”

“Knowledge forbidden?
Suspicious, reasonless. Why should their Lord
Envy them that? Can it be a sin to know?
Can it be death?”

“Who overcomes
By force, hath overcome but half his foe.”

“The mind is a universe and can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.”

“Ah, why should all mankind
For one man’s fault, be condemned,
If guiltless?”

“Where the bright seraphim in burning row
Their loud uplifted angel trumpets blow.”

“From his lips/Not words alone pleased her.”

“Solitude sometimes is best society.”

“Freely we serve
Because we freely love, as in our will
To love or not; in this we stand or fall.”

“What hath night to do with sleep?”

“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.”


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