John Milton Lost Quotations

His form had yet not lost / All her original brightness, nor appeared / Less than archangel ruined, and th' excess / Of glory obscured.

So he with difficulty and labour hard Mov'd on, with difficulty and labour he.

Who aspires must down as low As high he soar'd.

Pleas'd me, long choosing and beginning late.

Sole reigning holds the tyranny of Heav'n.

God is thy law, thou mine.

With ruin upon ruin, rout on rout, Confusion worse confounded.

Which, if not victory, is yet revenge.

The never-ending flight Of future days.

Where peace And rest can never dwell, hope never comes, That comes to all.

Farewell Hope, and with Hope farewell Fear

Hope elevates, and joy Brightens his crest.

And now without redemption all mankind Must have been lost, adjudged to death and hell By doom severe.

And the more I see Pleasures about me, so much more I feel Torment within me.

Innocence, Once Lost, Can Never Be Regained. Darkness, Once Gazed Upon, Can Never Be Lost.