Quotes from John Milton

Anger and just rebuke, and judgment given, that brought into this world a world of woe, sin and her shadow death, and misery, Death's harbinger.

And now without redemption all mankind must have been lost, adjudged to death and hell By doom severe.

Death ready stands to interpose his dart.

I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul under the ribs of death.

Virtue could see to do what Virtue would by her own radiant light, though sun and moon where in the flat sea sunk.

Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie.

The mind is a universe and can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven.

How can I live without thee, how forego Thy sweet converse, and love so dearly joined, To live again in these wild woods forlorn? Should God create another Eve, and I Another rib afford, yet loss of thee Would never from my heart; no, no, I feel The link of nature draw me: flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted, bliss or woe.

Luck is the residue of design.

From his lips/not words alone pleased her.

They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand, the gate with dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms: Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide; They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.

Where the bright seraphim in burning row their loud uplifted angel trumpets blow.