In those vernal seasons of the year, when the air is calm and pleasant,
it were an injury and sullenness against Nature not to go out and
see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
-- Tractate of Education
it were an injury and sullenness against Nature not to go out and
see her riches, and partake in her rejoicing with heaven and earth.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
-- Tractate of Education
Related:
- With thee conversing I forget all time,
All seasons,
and their change,--all please alike. Sweet is the breath... - Thus with the year
Seasons return; but not to me returns
Day,
or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of... - Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat,
Sighing through all her works,
gave signs of woe That all was lost. -- John Milton... - Attic tragedies of stateliest and most regal argument.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Tractate of... - Litigious terms, fat contentions, and flowing fees.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Tractate of... - Ornate rhetorick taught out of the rule of Plato...
To which poetry would be made subsequent, or indeed... - Grace was in all her steps, heaven in her eye,
In every gesture dignity and love.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book viii... - And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons.
-- John Milton (1608-1674)
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Comus, Line... - Into this wild abyss,
The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
John Milton (1608-1674) -- Paradise Lost, Book ii...
