John Milton — "Though fall'n on evil days, on evil days though fall'n, and with laborious steps…"
Though fall'n on evil days, on evil days though fall'n, and with laborious steps pursue my destined way.
Though fall'n on evil days, on evil days though fall'n, and with laborious steps pursue my destined way.
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"For liberty hath a sharp and double edge, fit only to be handled by just and virtuous men; to bad and dissolute, it becomes a mischief unwieldy in their own hands."
"I cannot praise a fugitive and cloistered virtue, unexercised and unbreathed, that never sallies out and seeks her adversary, but slinks out of the race, where that immortal garland is to be run for, …"
"He who destroys a good book, kills reason itself."
"Give me the liberty to know, to utter, and to argue freely according to conscience, above all liberties."
"For what can war but acts of war produce? And what can acts of war but wars breed?"
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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