Know thy birth! John Milton More Quotes by John Milton More Quotes From John Milton Midnight brought on the dusky hour Friendliest to sleep and silence. John Milton midnight silence sleep 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. John Milton queens twilight life Ease would recant Vows made in pain, as violent and void. John Milton void pain ease Taste this, and be henceforth among the Gods thyself a Goddess. John Milton taste temptation god Him that yon soars on golden wing, guiding the fiery-wheelèd throne, the Cherub Contemplation. John Milton thrones golden wings Fame is the spur that the clear spirit doth raise John Milton spurs spirit fame With thee conversing I forget all time. John Milton thee time forget Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth. John Milton ruth angel looks Where eldest Night And Chaos, ancestors of Nature, hold Eternal anarchy amidst the noise Of endless wars, and by confusion stand; For hot, cold, moist, and dry, four champions fierce, Strive here for mast'ry. John Milton nature night war The debt immense of endless gratitude, So burthensome, still paying, still to owe; Forgetful what from him I still receivd, And understood not that a grateful mind By owing owes not, but still pays, at once Indebted and dischargd; what burden then? John Milton gratitude grateful mind And yet on the other hand unless warinesse be us'd, as good almost kill a Man as kill a good Book; who kills a Man kills a reasonable creature, Gods Image, but hee who destroyes a good Booke, kills reason it selfe, kills the Image of God, as it were in the eye. John Milton eye men book Bacchus, that first from out the purple grape John Milton crush wine sweet Come to the sunset tree! The day is past and gone; The woodman's axe lies free, And the reaper's work is done. John Milton sunset death lying Of calling shapes, and beck'ning shadows dire, John Milton halloween names men Revenge, at first though sweet, Bitter ere long back on itself recoils. John Milton revenge sweet long That practis'd falsehood under saintly shew, Deep malice to conceal, couch'd with revenge. John Milton malice couches revenge A grateful mind/ By owing owes not, but still pays, at once/ Indebted and discharg'd. John Milton gratitude grateful mind Which, if not victory, is yet revenge. John Milton victory revenge ifs So may'st thou live, till like ripe fruit thou drop Into thy mother's lap. John Milton lap mother may Thence to the famous orators repair, Those ancient, whose resistless eloquence Wielded at will that fierce democratie, Shook the arsenal, and fulmin'd over Greece, To Macedon, and Artaxerxes' throne. John Milton oratory thrones fierce
