What did John Milton mean by: Beyond is all abyss, eternity, whose end no eye can reach. - John Milton Poet · England Copy
+ I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Milton, Ears, Soul, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ United thoughts and counsels, equal hope And hazard in the glorious enterprise. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Milton, Enterprise, Equal, Hazards, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ Ink is the blood of the printing-press. Feraz Zeid, September 15, 2023December 26, 2023, John Milton, Blood, Ink, Printing, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ And looks commercing with the skies, Thy rapt soul sitting in thine eyes. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Milton, Eye, Sky, Soul, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ A grateful mind/ By owing owes not, but still pays, at once/ Indebted and discharg’d. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Milton, Grateful, Gratitude, Mind, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ My heart contains of good, wise, just, the perfect shape. Feraz Zeid, June 27, 2023December 12, 2023, John Milton, Heart, Perfect, Wise, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ They also serve who only stand and wait. Feraz Zeid, July 3, 2023December 12, 2023, John Milton, Patience, Waiting, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
+ O welcome pure-eyed Faith, white handed Hope, Thou hovering angel girt with golden wings. Feraz Zeid, January 12, 2024January 12, 2024, John Milton, Angel, Faith, Wings, 0 - John Milton Poet · England
Before the end of Time will be the end of History. Before the end of History will be the end of Art. - Georg Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel Philosopher · Germany
The true end of Art is not to imitate a fixed material condition, but to represent a living motion. - George Inness
I had tears coming out of my eyes. And it was the characters that got me there. - Jean M. Auel Author
It is not the end of joy that makes old age so sad, but the end of hope. - Jean Paul Writer · Germany
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
