John Milton Wings Quotations

O welcome pure-eyed Faith, white handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings.

The helmed Cherubim, And sworded Seraphim, Are seen in glittering ranks with wings display'd.

Wisdom's self oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, where with her best nurse Contemplation, she plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings that in the various bustle of resort were all to-ruffled, and sometimes impaired.

How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence through the empty-vaulted night, At every fall smoothing the raven down Of darkness till it smiled!

Him that yon soars on golden wing, guiding the fiery-wheelèd throne, the Cherub Contemplation.

She what was honour knew, And with obsequious majesty approv'd My pleaded reason. To the nuptial bower I led her blushing like the morn; all heaven And happy constellations on that hour Shed their selectest influence; the earth Gave sign of gratulation, and each hill; Joyous the birds; fresh gales and gentle airs Whisper'd it to the woods, and from their wings Flung rose, flung odours from the spicy shrub.

Back to thy punishment, False fugitive, and to thy speed add wings.

How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, stolen on his wing my three-and-twentieth year!

Unless an age too late, or cold Climate, or years, damp my intended wing.

Meanwhile the Adversary of God and man, Satan with thoughts inflamed of highest design, Puts on swift wings, and towards the gates of hell Explores his solitary flight.

Fame, if not double fac'd, is double mouth'd, And with contrary blast proclaims most deeds; On both his wings, one black, the other white, Bears greatest names in his wild aery flight.