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Quotes from Lycidas — John Milton

1608–1674 England

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Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil.

Lycidas (1637)

Without the meed of some melodious tear.

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

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Whether beyond the stormy Hebrides,
Where thou perhaps under the whelming tide
Visit'st the bottom of the monstrous world.

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

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Blind mouths! That scarce themselves know how to hold
A sheep-hook.

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He touch'd the tender stops of various quills,
With eager thought warbling his Doric lay.

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At last he rose, and twitched his mantle blue:
Tomorrow to fresh woods and pastures new.

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He knew
Himself to sing, and build the lofty rhyme.

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Under the opening eyelids of the morn,
We drove afield; and both together heard
What time the gray-fly winds her sultry horn,
Batt'ning our flocks with the fresh dews of night.

Lycidas (1637)

So sinks the day-star in the ocean-bed,
And yet anon repairs his drooping head,
And tricks his beams, and with new-spangled ore
Flames in the forehead of the morning sky.

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It was that fatal and perfidious bark,
Built in th' eclipse, and rigged with curses dark,
That sunk so low that sacred head of thine.

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Yet once more, O ye laurels, and once more
Ye myrtles brown, with ivy never sere,
I come to pluck your berries harsh and crude,
And with forced fingers rude
Shatter your leaves before the mellowing year.

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Last came, and last did go,
The Pilot of the Galilean lake;
Two massy keys he bore of metals twain,
(The golden opes, the iron shuts amain).

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The hungry sheep look up, and are not fed,
But, swoln with wind, and the rank mist they draw,
Rot inwardly, and foul contagion spread:
Besides what the grim wolf with privy paw
Daily devours apace, and nothing said;
But that two-handed engine at the door
Stands ready to smite once, and smite no more.

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Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: John Milton (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.