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  • This horror will grow mild, this darkness light; Besides what hope the never-ending flight Of future days may bring, what chance, what change Worth waiting--since our present lot appears For happy though but ill, for ill not worst, If we procure not to ourselves more woe.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : John Milton Quotes , Light Quotes , Waiting Quotes
  • But when Lust By unchaste looks, loose gestures, and foul talk, But most by lewd and lavish arts of sin, Lets in defilement to the inward parts, The soul grows clotted by contagion, Imbodies and imbrutes, till she quite lose The divine property of her first being.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : John Milton Quotes , Art Quotes , Soul Quotes