They, looking back, all the eastern side beheld Of Paradise, so late their happy seat, Waved over by that flaming brand, the gate With dreadful faces thronged and fiery arms: Some natural tears they dropped, but wiped them soon; The world was all before them, where to choose Their place of rest, and Providence their guide; They, hand in hand, with wandering steps and slow, Through Eden took their solitary way.
And may at last my weary age Find out the peaceful hermitage, The hairy gown and mossy cell, Where I may sit and rightly spell Of every star that heaven doth shew, And every herb that sips the dew, Till old experience to attain To something like prophetic strain.
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects a desire for inner peace and wisdom gained through experience over time.
In this passage, John Milton expresses a longing for a tranquil and secluded place where he can reflect on the knowledge and insights gained throughout his life. The imagery of a 'peaceful hermitage' and the ability to contemplate the stars and nature symbolizes the pursuit of deeper understanding and wisdom that comes with age and experience. It illustrates the journey toward enlightenment, suggesting that true wisdom is achieved through contemplation and connection with the natural world.
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In practice
Example use cases
This quote can inspire a group of students during graduation speeches, emphasizing the importance of experience and wisdom moving forward.
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