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
stars heart eye
These eyes, tho' clear To outward view of blemish or of spot, Bereft of light, their seeing have forgot, Nor to their idle orbs doth sight appear Of sun, or moon, or star, throughout the year, Or man, or woman. Yet I argue not Against Heaven's hand or will, not bate a jot Of heart or hope; but still bear up and steer Right onward.
men jewels treasure
Though we take from a covetous man all his treasure, he has yet one jewel left; you cannot bereave him of his covetousness.
death names caves
I fled, and cry'd out, Death; Hell trembled at the hideous name, and sigh'd From all her caves, and back resounded, Death.
difficulty labour paradise-lost-book-2
So he with difficulty and labour hard Mov'd on, with difficulty and labour he.
war fighting air
Such bickerings to recount, met often in these our writers, what more worth is it than to chronicle the wars of kites or crows flocking and fighting in the air?
stars heart science
Aristotle ... imputed this symphony of the heavens ... this music of the spheres to Pythagorus. ... But Pythagoras alone of mortals is said to have heard this harmony ... If our hearts were as pure, as chaste, as snowy as Pythagoras' was, our ears would resound and be filled with that supremely lovely music of the wheeling stars.
ocean dark ontology
Infinity is a dark illimitable ocean, without bound.
light return earth
There swift return Diurnal, merely to officiate light Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
rose fabric earth
Anon out of the earth a fabric huge Rose, like an exhalation.
ambition hands treasure
If at great things thou would'st arrive, Get riches first, get wealth, and treasure heap, Not difficult, if thou hearken to me; Riches are mine, fortune is in my hand, They whom I favor thrive in wealth amain, While virtue, valor, wisdom, sit in want.
song soul mazes
Eloquence the soul, song charms the senses.
war boots defence
What boots it at one gate to make defence, And at another to let in the foe?
religious light feet
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.
glowing light rooms
Where glowing embers through the room Teach light to counterfeit a gloom.