Paradise Lost is an epic poem in blank verse by the 17th-century English poet John Milton. The first version, published in 1667, consists of ten books with over ten thousand lines of verse. Profoundly inspirational Paradise Lost quotes will brighten up your day and make you feel ready to take on anything.
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Famous Paradise Lost Quotes
Better to reign in Hell, than to serve in Heaven. John Milton
The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heaven of hell, a hell of heaven. John Milton
Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light. John Milton
What hath night to do with sleep? John Milton
But wherefore thou alone? Wherefore with thee Came not all hell broke loose? John Milton
Better to reign in Hell, than to serve in Heaven. John Milton
Me miserable! Which way shall I fly? Infinite wrath and infinite despair? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell. And in the lowest deep a lower deep, still threat’ning to devour me, opens wide, to which the hell I suffer seems a heaven. John Milton
Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to light. John Milton
A mind not to be changed by place or time. The mind is its own place, and in itself can make a heav’n of hell, a hell of heav’n. John Milton
Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely and pined his loss. John Milton
See with what heat these Dogs of Hell advance; To waste and havoc yonder World. John Milton
All is not lost, the unconquerable will, and study of revenge, immortal hate, and the courage never to submit or yield. John Milton
Heaven’s last best gift, my ever new delight. John Milton
Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep. John Milton
Farewell happy fields; Where joy forever dwells Hail, horrors, hail. John Milton
This horror will grow mild, this darkness light. John Milton
I sung of Chaos and Eternal Night, taught by the heav’nly muse to venture down the dark descent, and up to reascend. John Milton
Into this wild Abyss The womb of Nature, and perhaps her grave Of neither sea, nor shore, nor air, nor fire, But all these in their pregnant causes mixed Confusedly, and which thus must ever fight, Unless the Almighty Maker them ordain His dark materials to create more worlds, Into this wild Abyss the wary Fiend Stood on the brink of Hell and looked a while, Pondering his voyage; for no narrow frit He had to cross. John Milton
What is dark within me, illumine. John Milton
Our cure, to be no more; sad cure! John Milton
Did I request thee, Maker, from my clay to mould me, man? Did I solicit thee from darkness to promote me? John Milton
Of Man’s first disobedience, and the fruit of that forbidden tree, whose mortal taste brought death into the world, and all our woe. Narrator
This horror will grow mild, this darkness light. John Milton
Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely and pined his loss. Narrator
And, when night darkens the streets, then wander forth the sons of Belial, flown with insolence and wine. John Milton
Whose fault? Whose but his own? Ingrate, he had of me All he could have; I made him just and right; Sufficient to have stood, though free to fall. God
What hath night to do with sleep? John Milton
I alone seemed in thy world erroneous to dissent from all my sect thou seest, now learn too late how few sometimes may know, when thousands err. Abdiel
O sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams that bring to my remembrance from what state I fell, how glorious once above thy sphere. John Milton
The law of God exact he shall fulfill Both by obedience and by love, though love Alone fulfil the law: thy punishment He shall endure by coming in the flesh To a reproachful life and cursed death. Michael
I sung of chaos and eternal night, Taught by the heav’nly Muse to venture down the dark decent, and up to reascend. John Milton
Pleas’d it return’d as soon; with answering looks Of sympathy and love there I had fixt Mine eyes till now, and pin’d with vain desire. Eve
Confounded, though immortal. But his doom, reserved him to more wrath; for now the thought both of lost happiness and lasting pain torments him. John Milton
Be it so, for I submit his doom is fair, That dust I am, and shall to dust return. Adam
To perish, rather, swallowed up and lost in the wide womb of uncreated night devoid of sense and motion? John Milton
In sin for ever lost from life; this act Shall bruise the head of Satan, crush his strength Defeating Sin and Death, his two main arms. Michael
No light; but rather darkness visible served only to discover sights of woe. John Milton
God is thy law, thou mine; to know no more Is woman’s happiest knowledge and her praise. Eve
Abashed the devil stood and felt how awful goodness is and saw Virtue in her shape how lovely and pined his loss. John Milton
Greedily she ingorg’d without restraint, And knew not eating death. Narrator
Neither man nor angel can discern hypocrisy, the only evil that walks invisible except to God alone. John Milton
All is not lost; the unconquerable will, And study of revenge, immortal hate, And courage never to submit or yield; And what is else not to be overcome?Satan
Even the demons are encouraged when their chief is not lost in loss itself. John Milton
So hand in hand they passed, the loveliest pair that ever since in love’s embraces met Adam, the goodliest man of men since born his sons; the fairest of her daughters Eve. John Milton
What in me is dark illumine. John Milton
Pandemonium, the palace of Satan rises, suddenly built of the deep the infernal peers there sit in council. John Milton
I formd them free, and free they must remain. John Milton
Immediate are the acts of God, more swift than time or motion. John Milton
Freely they stood who stood, and fell who fell. John Milton
His legions Angel Forms, who lay entranced; Thick as autumnal leaves that strow the brooks. John Milton
This glorious sight, when sleep hath shut all eyes? John Milton
Be strong, live happy and love, but first of all Him whom to love is to obey, and keep His great command! John Milton
Better to reign in Hell, then serve in Heav’n. John Milton
Thou art my father, thou my author, thou my being gav’st me; whom should I obey but thee, whom follow? John Milton
Long is the way and hard, that out of Hell leads up to Light. John Milton
Solitude sometimes is best society. John Milton
Awake, arise, or be for ever fall’n. John Milton
Never can true reconcilement grow where wounds of deadly hate have pierced so deep. John Milton
