John Milton

(9 December 1608 – 8 November 1674 / London, England)

John Milton Quotes

  • ''To be blind is not miserable; not to be able to bear blindness, that is miserable.''
    John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. Second Defence (1654). Milton's sight was impaired from 1644, his blindness becoming complete in the winter of 1651-1652.
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  • ''Let not England forget her precedence of teaching nations how to live.''
    John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. The Doctrine and Discipline of Divorce, "To the Parliament of England," (1643).
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  • ''Truth ... never comes into the world but like a Bastard, to the ignominy of him that brought her forth.''
    John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. The Doctrine and Discipline of Divorce, introduction (1643).
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  • ''Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies.''
    John Milton (1608-1674), British poet. The Reason of Church Government, Introduction to bk. 2 (1642).
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Best Poem of John Milton

At A Solemn Music

Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heav'n's joy,
Sphere-born harmonious Sisters, Voice and Verse,
Wed your divine sounds, and mixt power employ
Dead things with inbreath'd sense able to pierce,
And to our high-rais'd fantasy present
That undisturbed Song of pure concent,
Ay sung before that saphire-colour'd throne
To Him that sits thereon
With Saintly shout and solemn Jubilee,
Where the bright Seraphim in burning row
Their loud up-lifted Angel trumpets blow,
And the Cherubic host in thousand choirs
Touch their immortal Harps of golden wires, ...

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To My Lord Fairfax

Fairfax, whose Name in Arms through Europe rings,
And fills all Mouths with Envy or with Praise,
And all her Jealous Monarchs with Amaze.
And Rumours loud which daunt remotest Kings,
Thy firm unshaken Valour ever brings
Victory home, while new Rebellions raise
Their Hydra-heads, and the false North displays
Her broken League to Imp her Serpent Wings:
O yet! a Nobler task awaits thy Hand,