John Milton: Trending quotes (page 7)

“Sometime let gorgeous Tragedy
In sceptred pall come sweeping by,
Presenting Thebes, or Pelops' line,
Or the tale of Troy divine.”

“Herbs, and other country messes,
Which the neat-handed Phillis dresses.”

“In those vernal seasons of the year, when the air is calm and pleasant, it were an injury and sullenness against Nature not to go out, and see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.”

“Where more is meant than meets the ear.”

“Last came, and last did go,
The Pilot of the Galilean lake;
Two massy keys he bore of metals twain,
(The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).”

“And join with thee, calm Peace and Quiet,
Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet.”

“Then to the spicy nut-brown ale.”

“Towered cities please us then,
And the busy hum of men.”

“Or call up him that left half told
The story of Cambuscan bold.”

“This is the month, and this the happy morn,
Wherein the Son of Heav'n's eternal King,
Of wedded maid and virgin mother born,
Our great redemption from above did bring;
For so the holy sages once did sing,
That He our deadly forfeit should release,
And with His Father work us a perpetual peace.”

“Inflamed with the study of learning and the admiration of virtue; stirred up with high hopes of living to be brave men and worthy patriots, dear to God, and famous to all ages.”

“Avenge, O Lord, thy slaughtered saints, whose bones
Lie scattered on the Alpine mountains cold;
Ev'n them who kept thy truth so pure of old
When all our fathers worshipped stocks and stones
Forget not.”

“Ornate rhetoric thought out of the rule of Plato… To which poetry would be made subsequent, or indeed rather precedent, as being less subtle and fine, but more simple, sensuous, and passionate.”

“When the gust hath blown his fill,
Ending on the rustling leaves
With minute drops from off the eaves.”

“Peor and Baälim
Forsake their temples dim.”

“Under the shady roof
Of branching elm star-proof.”

“Hence vain deluding Joys,
The brood of Folly without father bred!”

“Haste thee, Nymph, and bring with thee
Jest, and youthful jollity,
Quips and cranks and wanton wiles,
Nods and becks and wreathèd smiles.”

“Then lies him down the lubber fiend,
And stretched out all the chimney's length,
Basks at the fire his hairy strength.”