“Freely we serveBecause we freely love, as in our willTo love or not; in this we stand or fall.”
— John Milton“And so sepúlchred in such pomp dost lie,That kings for such a tomb would wish to die.”
— John Milton“What needs my for his honoured bones,The labor of an age in pilèd stones,Or that his hallowed relics should be hidUnder a star-y-pointing pyramid?Dear son of memory, great heir of fame,What need'st thou such weak witness of thy name?”
— John Milton“Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie.”
— John Milton