John Milton — "For what can war, but acts of war still breed, Till injur'd truth from violence …"
For what can war, but acts of war still breed, Till injur'd truth from violence be freed?
For what can war, but acts of war still breed, Till injur'd truth from violence be freed?
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"Chaos umpire sits, and by decision more embroils the fray by which he reigns: next him high arbiter Chance governs all."
"New Presbyter is but old Priest writ large."
"Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heav'n."
"Lest we should be too much elated with our successes, or too much dejected by our misfortunes."
"And in the lowest deep a lower deep still threatening to devour me opens wide, to which the hell I suffer seems a heaven."
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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