Paradise Lost, Book 4 Quotes

“E dal profondo in lui si agita l'inferno, ché egli si porta l'inferno dentro di sé e attorno, e non si può staccare dall'inferno o da sé di un solo passo, fuggire mutando luogo.”
― John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book 4

“O thou that with surpassing glory crowned,
Look'st from they sole dominion like the god
Of this new world: at whose sight all the stars
Hide their diminished heads; to thee I call,
But with no friendly voice, and add they name
O sun, to tell thee how I hate thy beams
That bring to my remembrance from what state
I fell, how glorious once above they sphere;
Till pride and worse ambition threw me down
Warring in Heav'n against Heav'n's matchless King:
Ah wherefore! he deserved no such return
From me, whom he created what I was
In that bright eminence, and with his good
Upbraided none, nor was his service hard.
What could be less than to afford him priase,
The easiest recompense, and pay him thanks,
How due! yet all his good proved ill in me,
And wrought but malice; lifted up so high
I 'sdained subjection, and thought one step higher
Would set me highest, and in a moment quit
The debt immense of endless gratiude,
So burthensome still paying, still to owe;
Forgetful what from him I still received,
And understood not that a grateful mind
By owing owes not, but still pays, at once
Indebted and discharged; what burden then?”
― John Milton, Paradise Lost, Book 4