John Milton — "Lords are not to be trusted with the liberty of their own consciences, so little…"
Lords are not to be trusted with the liberty of their own consciences, so little with the liberty of ours.
Lords are not to be trusted with the liberty of their own consciences, so little with the liberty of ours.
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"Rocks, caves, lakes, fens, bogs, dens, and shades of death."
"To be blind is not miserable; but to be incapable of enduring blindness, that is miserable."
"Hence, loathed Melancholy, Of Cerberus and blackest midnight born, In Stygian cave forlorn 'Mongst horrid shapes, and shrieks, and sights unholy!"
"To be more known, to be more loved, to be more praised, to be more admired, to be more sought after, to be more followed, to be more magnified, to be more glorified, to be more adored, to be more wors…"
"For what is a city but men? And what is a man, if he be not a rational creature?"
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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