John Milton — "Hence, vain deluding Joys, The brood of Folly without father bred! How little yo…"
Hence, vain deluding Joys, The brood of Folly without father bred! How little you bested, Or fill the fixed mind with all your toys!
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About John Milton (1608-1674)
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.