John Milton — "Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born, In Stygian ca…"
Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn.
Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest Midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn.
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"Th' associates and co-partners of our loss."
"Long is the way And hard, that out of Hell leads up to light."
"What hath night to do with sleep?"
"Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy!"
"Truth, indeed, came once into the world with her divine master, and was a perfect shape most glorious to look on: but when he ascended, and his apostles after him were laid asleep, then straight arose…"
English poet whose Paradise Lost (1667) is the canonical English epic, written while blind during the Restoration after his service to Cromwell's Commonwealth. Closely associated with Andrew Marvell (Commonwealth poet and friend who protected Milton at the Restoration). For an intellectual contrast, see King Charles II's Restoration court, the courtly, sexually-libertine, theater-reopened world of 1660s London — Milton wrote Paradise Lost as a defeated Republican; the Restoration culture around him celebrated everything his Commonwealth had banned. The cleanest 'losing side writes the masterpiece' moment in English literature — Paradise Lost's Satan is freighted with the political defeat of the regicides Milton served.
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