6 John Milton Quotes on Sadness

John Milton quotes on sadness

38. Methought I saw my late espoused saint Brought to me like Alcestis from the grave.

39. But oh! as to embrace me she inclined, I waked, she fled, and day brought back my night.

100. Without the meed of some melodious tear.

102. But O the heavy change, now thou art gone, Now thou art gone and never must return!

110. Throw hither all your quaint enamell'd eyes That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers. Bring the rathe primrose that forsaken dies, The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The white pink, and the pansy freakt with jet, The glowing violet, The musk-rose, and the well-attir'd woodbine, With cowslips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears.

112. Look homeward, Angel, now, and melt with ruth.