John Milton on Despair
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“Thus repuls'd, our final hope Is flat despair.”
“Stood up, the strongest and the fiercest spirit That fought in heaven, now fiercer by despair.”
“Me miserable! which way shall I fly Infinite wrath, and infinite despair? Which way I fly is hell; myself am hell; And in the lowest deep a lower deep Still threatening to devour me opens wide, To which the hell I suffer seems a heaven.”