What need a man forestall his date of grief,
More quotes by John Milton
How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth,
Stol'n on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!
A poet soaring in the high reason of his fancies, with his garland and singing robes about him.
The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a heav'n of hell, a hell of heav'n.
Beholding the bright countenance of truth in the quiet and still air of delightful studies.
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Men are we, and must grieve when even the Shade
Of that which once was great, is passed away.
Happiness is beneficial for the body but it is grief that develops the powers of the mind.
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