John Milton Arms Quotations

Ran on embattled armies clad in iron, / And weaponless himself, / Made arms ridiculous.

Imparadis'd in one another's arms.

With eyes Of conjugal attraction unreprov'd. Imparadised in one another's arms. With thee conversing I forget all time. And feel that I am happier than I know.

Arms on armour clashing bray'd Horrible discord, and the madding wheels Of brazen chariots rag'd: dire was the noise Of conflict.

Arm the obdured breast with stubborn patience as with triple steel.

From restless thoughts, that, like a deadly swarm Of hornets arm'd, no sooner found alone, But rush upon me thronging.