Quotes
Quotes - Milton
Peace hath her victories, no less renowned than War.
So Satan, whom repulse upon repulse Met ever, and to shameful silence brought, Yet gives not o'er though desperate of success.
How charming is divine philosophy! Not harsh, and crabbed, as full fools suppose, But musical as is Apollo's lute, And a perpetual feast of nectar'd sweets, Where no crude surfeit reigns.
That stone, . . . Philosophers in vain so long have sought.
For such kind of borrowing as this, if it be not bettered by the borrower, among good authors is accounted plagiary.
Copy from one, it's plagiarism; copy from two, it's research.
Without his rod revers'd, And backward mutters of dissevering power.
Power ought to serve as a check to power.
Join voices, all ye living souls: ye birds, That singing up to heaven-gate ascend, Bear on your wings and in your notes his praise.
And touch'd their golden harps, and hymning praised God and his works.
Of whom to be disprais'd were no small praise.
That in our proper motion we ascend Up to our native seat; descent and fall To give us is adverse.
No mighty trance, or breathed spell Inspires the pale-eyed priest from the prophetic cell.
Till old experience do attain To something like prophetic strain.
Surer to prosper than prosperity could have assur'd us.
Eye me, blest Providence, and square my trial To my proportion'd strength.
Truth...never comes into the world but like a Bastard, to the ignominy of him that brought her forth.
But all was false and hollow; though his tongue Dropt manna, and could make the worse appear The better reason, to perplex and dash Maturest counsels.
Subdue By force, who reason for their law refuse, Right reason for their law.
Indu'd With sanctity of reason.
Farewell, remorse: all good to me is lost; Evil, be thou my good.
When the scourge Inexorable, and the torturing hour Calls us to penance.
Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.
Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils.
His fair large front and eye sublime declared Absolute rule; and hyacinthine locks Round from his parted forelock manly hung Clustering but not beneath his shoulders broad.
