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Books: John Milton

Books are not absolutely dead things, but do contain a potency of life in them to be as active as that soul was whose progeny they are; nay they do preserve as in a vial the purest efficacy and extraction … Continue reading

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On His Blindness: Milton

When I consider how my light is spent Ere half my days in this dark world and wide, And that one talent which is death to hide Lodg’d with me useless, though my soul more bent To serve therewith my … Continue reading

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The Mind, Heaven and Hell: Milton and Virgil

A mind not to be changed by place or time – The mind is its own place, and in itself Can make a heaven of hell, and a hell of heaven …Long is the way And hard, that out of … Continue reading

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