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• O dark, dark, dark, amid the blaze of noon, Irrecoverably dark, total eclipse Without all hope of day!
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Samson Agonistes, Line 80...
• With thee conversing I forget all time, All seasons, and their change,--all please alike.
  Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest bird...
• For evil news rides post, while good news baits.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Samson Agonistes, Line 1538...
• What boots it at one gate to make defence, And at another to let in the foe?
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Samson Agonistes, Line 560...
• He 's gone, and who knows how he may report Thy words by adding fuel to the flame?
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Samson Agonistes, Line 1350...
• Just are the ways of God, And justifiable to men; Unless there be who think not God at all.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Samson Agonistes, Line 293...
• And as an ev'ning dragon came, Assailant on the perched roosts And nests in order rang'd Of tame villatic fowl.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Samson Agonistes, Line 1692...
• Ran on embattled armies clad in iron, And, weaponless himself, Made arms ridiculous.
  -- John Milton (1608-1674) -- Samson Agonistes, Line 129...
• Virtue could see to do what virtue would By her own radiant light, though sun and moon Were in the flat sea sunk.
  And Wisdom's self Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where with her best nurse Contemplation She plumes her feathers and lets grow her wings, That in the various bustle of resort Were all-to ruffled, and sometimes impair'd....