John Milton
John Milton
John Miltonwas an English poet, polemicist, and man of letters, and a civil servant for the Commonwealth of England under Oliver Cromwell. He wrote at a time of religious flux and political upheaval, and is best known for his epic poem Paradise Lost, written in blank verse...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth9 December 1608
wise thinking thee
Be lowly wise: Think only what concerns thee and thy being.
should horrible famine
Death Grinn'd horrible a ghastly smile, to hear His famine should be fill'd.
stars night lasts
Fairest of stars, last in the train of night, If better thou belong not to the dawn.
nice cabins holes
Ere the blabbing eastern scout, The nice morn, on th' Indian steep From her cabin'd loop-hole peep.
spring genius pale
From haunted spring and dale Edg'd with poplar pale The parting genius is with sighing sent.
rocks lakes caves
O'er many a frozen, many a fiery Alp, Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death.
long late paradise-lost-book-9
Pleas'd me, long choosing and beginning late.
real accomplishment doe
No institution which does not continually test its ideals, techniques and measure of accomplishment can claim real vitality.
giving done covenant
He who freely magnifies what hath been nobly done, and fears not to declares as freely what might be done better, gives ye the best covenant of his fidelity.
issues self may
The pious and just honoring of ourselves may be thought the fountainhead from whence every laudable and worthy enterprise issues forth.
air blood hopeful
For the air of youth, Hopeful and cheerful, in thy blood will reign A melancholy damp of cold and dry To weigh thy spirits down, and last consume The balm of life.
quarrels providence ends
I must not quarrel with the will Of highest dispensation, which herein, Haply had ends above my reach to know.
prayer wind bidding
If by prayer Incessant I could hope to change the will Of him who all things can, I would not cease To weary him with my assiduous cries; But prayer against his absolute decree No more avails than breath against the wind Blown stifling back on him that breathes it forth: Therefore to his great bidding I submit.
opportunity waiting duty
Zeal and duty are not slow But on occasion's forelock watchful wait.