Quote #48
That old man eloquent.
More from John Milton
- As ever in my great Taskmaster's eye.
- That would have made Quintilian stare and gasp.
- Thy liquid notes that close the eye of day.
- License they mean when they cry, Liberty! For who loves that must first be wise and good.
- O fairest flower! no sooner blown but blasted, Soft silken primrose fading timelessly.
- What neat repast shall feast us, light and choice, Of Attic taste?
- Such as may make thee search the coffers round.
- Have hung My dank and dropping weeds To the stern god of sea.