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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| e24e4f0 | Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie. | John Milton | ||
| 62ea695 | O nightingale, that on yon bloomy sprayWarbl'st at eve, when all the woods are still. | John Milton | ||
| 5e2252c | Blest pair of Sirens, pledges of Heaven's joy, | John Milton | ||
| e4717ce | Where the bright seraphim in burning rowTheir loud uplifted angel trumpets blow. | John Milton | ||
| 65b2255 | A poet soaring in the high reason of his fancies, with his garland and singing robes about him. | John Milton | ||
| 4386945 | His words ... like so many nimble and airy servitors trip about him at command. | John Milton | ||
| ef7252a | Let not England forget her precedence of teaching nations how to live. | John Milton | ||
| 65a360a | Truth is as impossible to be soiled by any outward touch as the sunbeam. | John Milton | ||
| 621644d | Men of most renowned virtue have sometimes by transgressing most truly kept the law. | John Milton | ||
| 29d5d5b | New Presbyter is but Old Priest writ Large. | John Milton | ||
| 9c90fdc | None can love freedom heartily, but good men; the rest love not freedom, but license. | John Milton | ||
| 85bc135 | No man who knows aught, can be so stupid to deny that all men naturally were born free. | John Milton | ||
| 0d11e5f | Peace hath her victoriesNo less renowned than war. | John Milton | ||
| 00d14ed | Lawrence, of virtuous father virtuous son | John Milton | ||
| 94abaf4 | Methought I saw my late espoused saintBrought to me like Alcestis from the grave. | John Milton | ||
| a3ea087 | But oh! as to embrace me she inclined,I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night. | John Milton | ||
| ed1ff30 | The end of learning is to know God, and out of that knowledge to love Him and imitate Him. | John Milton | ||
| a9cf97c | Such as may make thee search the coffers round. | John Milton | ||
| 72c7b06 | O fairest flower! no sooner blown but blasted,Soft silken primrose fading timelessly. | John Milton | ||
| 84a1662 | Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day. | John Milton | ||
| 15b5f9d | As ever in my great Taskmaster's eye. | John Milton | ||
| 972270a | That old man eloquent. | John Milton | ||
| 60a7e9f | That would have made Quintilian stare and gasp. | John Milton | ||
| 9c0215c | License they mean when they cry, Liberty!For who loves that must first be wise and good. | John Milton | ||
| 322d2e9 | What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice,Of Attic taste? | John Milton | ||
| aaeb932 | Have hungTo the stern god of sea. | John Milton | ||
| fca13a0 | Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies. | John Milton | ||
| 52e2d4a | It was the winter wildAll meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies. | John Milton | ||
| 85100ed | Time will run back and fetch the Age of Gold. | John Milton | ||
| 0b38edd | Swinges the scaly horror of his folded tail. | John Milton | ||
| 7e92d50 | From haunted spring and daleThe parting genius is with sighing sent. | John Milton | ||
| ac089ad | Peor and BaalimForsake their temples dim. | John Milton | ||
| fd69848 | The mountain nymph, sweet Liberty. | John Milton | ||
| f45f332 | Ladies, whose bright eyesRain influence, and judge the prize. | John Milton | ||
| 62ff291 | Untwisting all the chains that tieThe hidden soul of harmony. | John Milton | ||
| b6e8055 | Hence vain deluding Joys,The brood of Folly without father bred! | John Milton | ||
| 86aeee2 | The snow is melting into music. | John Muir | ||
| f8c06f2 | And looks commercing with the skies,Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes. | John Milton | ||
| 93f8045 | And join with thee, calm Peace and Quiet,Spare Fast, that oft with gods doth diet. | John Milton | ||
| e61cf41 | Sweet bird, that shunn'st the noise of folly,Most musical, most melancholy! | John Milton | ||
| 417bd79 | Or call up him that left half toldThe story of Cambuscan bold. | John Milton | ||
| 1f99a6b | Till old experience do attainTo something like prophetic strain. | John Milton | ||
| 8d1b30b | He knewHimself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme. | John Milton | ||
| a1d7b14 | Without the meed of some melodious tear. | John Milton |