Accuse not Nature, she hath done her part; do thou but thine.
John Milton on Nature
1608–1674 England
25 quotes
Thou sun, of this great world both eye and soul.
With thy long levell'd rule of streaming light.
Comus (1637)
And live like Nature's bastards, not her sons.
Comus (1637)
When the gust hath blown his fill,
Ending on the rustling leaves
With minute drops from off the eaves.
Il Penseroso (1631)
There swift return
Diurnal, merely to officiate light
Round this opacous earth, this punctual spot.
Into this wild abyss,
The womb of Nature and perhaps her grave.
Darkness now rose,
As daylight sunk, and brought in low'ring Night
Her shadowy offspring.
Paradise Regained (1671)
The gay motes that people the sunbeams.
Il Penseroso (1631)
Il Penseroso (1631)
The winds with wonder whist,
Smoothly the waters kisst.
And liquid lapse of murmuring streams.
Sable-vested Night, eldest of things.
While rocking winds are piping loud.
Il Penseroso (1631)
Comus (1637)
Comus (1637)
Attribution
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