daily-robot-milton/poem_2023-01-05.txt

All Heart or heav'd his hapless crew Lay vanquisht, 
rowling smoak; the meager Shadow from 
beneath, Just Man, His constant Lamp, and toward the 
World, resplendent Globe farr remov'd from the shoare In what 
I fear, accost him hither summond, since by 
Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on it joyn'd, 
To waste and call'd Princes of Heaven, or 
two equal'd the Curse pronounc't it light Heavie, 
though his envie what thou what ere fall'n 
Beneath th' Equinoctial Line stretcht out of Darkness they 
rould in fight, As meet with ambitious aim 
Against the way Up to Nations round, Behind 
him long? Mee thus, To gratifie my Good; by 
Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on Bitnet (Judy now 
therefore now In circuit meets A dewie Mist 
Went all Hills. As sorted best 
we to soar Above th' AEGAEAN Ile: thus returnd: 
URIEL, one Heart, one he sees, 
Or from him MOLOC, Scepter'd Angels guard Angelic 
Vertue and sheer within EDEN which wee 
freely available for Thou fablest, here on yon dreary 
Plain, forlorn and will not slow, produc'd Like consort 
Femal Bee Sits Arbitress, and Evil; 
Of Justice, of fight; The Parsimonious Emmet, 
provident he has a part in ADAMS Son. 
As far as Man there onely Son foreseeing spake. 
Deliverer from above, Those middle Tree 
and shame, The builders next behind, Whose but 
Fate pronounc'd. But yet still they 
forewarne, Wolves shall burn, and lies; this LETHEAN 
Sound Both turnd, And Spirits, and Morn: Nor will 
send, The Head of women EVE the houre 
Friendliest to seise them more shall foretell, And 
smiling thus divinely wrought, Ascended, at will. So spake 
th' Accuser of Glorie shon, and boundless 
Deep. Let this gloom; the Hall (Though 
like which tacks a registered trademark, and 
Pure, and Apathie, and understanding, whence with thy 
own Faith Rarely be Lights High up here 
Thus saying, from such commotion, but favour'd more amaz'd 
So Heav'nly overpowerd, Companions deare, Found worthy well to 
simplicitie Resigns her Heav'nly Muse, that strife Was 
fair and receave Access deni'd; and 
harsh. On his highth, Stood rul'd, 
stood Her spots of terrestrial Moon Globose, and 
Shield, Awaiting what had been falling, 
and fierie Tempest shall his other than "Plain 
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darkness fled, not unmov'd With peril gone 
All that waits On to enrage 
thee as that oft then To union, and 
full. After these graces won audience find, who hold 
it: here onely, who without further knows. For prospect, 
what hinders then suffic'd To the deep Tract 
of Hell, Which I Should win From each his 
Angels; and smoak: Such I name To 
over-reach, but in bounds On mee, who live Before 
thee Abundantly his Cov'nant: Day Travelling East, had seiz'd 
with clamors compasst round With singed bottom 
turn'd His fiery Gulfe Confounded though enamourd, 
from their leave? and Mind? Descend from himself 
and her private Cell when AEGYPT with hellish foes 
anow besides, That Shepherd, who first began, Sphear'd 
in PALESTINE, and valley rings. O too long, 
Embryo's and smiles, when the Depth 
Of Spirits evaded swift wheele reverse, deep 
Tract of Heaven, Where boldest; though SPRING and 
highest in Triumph and shame To 
question askt of ADAM, estrang'd in 
Heav'n so call him to soar 
Above them transverse ten fold More lovely seemd highly 
they yet happiest life, Simplicitie and 
eternal fame Were set, Wherein to tears Bewailing thir 
great things, The one whose hither thrust me call, 
Justice must; unless an Apple; he 
o're the Heav'ns fugitives, and thee. All 
would want of Death the Silvan Scene, 
and sequesterd, though yet these Find 
pastime, and sorrow. Sternly he nam'd with perplexing thoughts 
Of hazard all sides round Environ'd wins 
his only be it, that pretense, but 
wish'd beheld, the free Enjoyment of Love, not th' 
Artick Sky, and highest wisdom all, on 
Thrones; Though full Orbe, the op'n flie 
He ruind, and with ceasless cry With incense, where 
stood devout. To dwell free, what further would intermix 
Grateful vicissitude, like which all mist from 
the rest From me thy doom, 
which nigh founderd on yon dreary Plain, forlorn and 
by submission; and flaming from men were dispenst 
his Angels; to augment. The Author of golden 
Chain To overcome or you follow 
me, for death shall hear mee they burne: Till 
The circuit of me, & Heav'n Now Dragon grown, 
I saw Alreadie by hate; Till final misery, Passion and 
press'd her side up so much of 
Heav'n: Nor what sin hath judg'd, 
or present, and press'd her course 
ore the wakeful Foe, Who out of Time 
counts not, as likely to govern, not claim My 
Bowels, their Creation and through experience taught to realities 
yeild all these Herbs, Fruits, & what best 
Deserve the house of pain to submit or 
Chrysolite, Rubie or might Have nothing loath; Flours 
Imborderd on flours, much expect to soar Above 
his fatal consequence unites us in Heav'n It was 
created, that bide In billows, leave me transgressour, who 
agree to do what besides, vaulted 
with me voutsaf't, other Creatures all things, and all 
praises owe, And fix farr Then scornd thou satisfi'd 
With what resolution from SYRIAN mode, whereon 
Who can doe, Our fealtie With ravishment The Stairs were 
an hour Not knowing ill. Southward through experience 
of scandal, by himself in Heav'n till God 
made, and verdant wall; each hollow Cube Training his 
resolution and interrupt the fairest Fruit, like Day 
is subject for I will not affraid, Though wide, 
Rowld inward, and Goddess-like demeanour forth 
were Land where stood the Project Gutenberg volunteers 
and all assaults Their Seats long stood 
Of Heav'n, And look Drew audience find, 
who bound Of beaming sunnie Raies, 
a notice indicating that with BRITISH and 
ILIUM, on EVE Got them Day from the 
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move Harmonious numbers; as Are yet that 
at Even Sups with words Breaking the Winds 
under a Cloud thus much advanc't, Came 
ASTORETH, whom thus renews. So hand 
Unbarr'd the lost happiness in flight Aloft, incumbent on 
flours, much more, Determin'd to return From their 
side a round self-rowl'd, His captive multitude: For such as 
Night would know thy part hence now To 
mortal Sin and endurance. This annual wound shall 
my part the Den By present, 
past, present, fearing guiltie all assaults Their surest 
signal, they assayd, and hostile Arms away 
or dying rise, and heart and these 
earthie bounds Of terrour, and shallow to be, we 
discharge Freely put on IMAUS bred, Whose annual 
Voiage, born to promote. Yet why In 
our feet; about the Vision led His fraudulent Impostor 
foule Ingendring with Spade and pain 
From SERRALIONA; thwart of JORDANS flood As one 
tastes; Nor are fed, flies All in 
Heav'n Rise on golden Hinges turning, as that honour 
claim'd AZAZEL as broke from the branches hung 
Like his, or Empire, and betraid Him followed 
his grievd look Drew audience and horror will presume: Whence 
and hymning spent. Mean while Sonorous mettal blowing 
Martial sounds: At my armed Files Darts his 
second Life, Wak't by sending thee goes Thy 
miscreated Front thus returnd: URIEL, though so 
oft His Offring soon inspir'd With thicket overgrown, 
That cruel warres, Wasting the heat Scarce 
thus EVE Intent now To mortal 
men, And multiply a grateful then bursting 
forth Infinite goodness, grace Attends thee, and 
why else to all; needs ensue; for Thou find'st 
him through fire had none on In Entrailes, 
Heart of Woman: Virgin seed, By which, in 
each hand a second time and 
all things, and call'd Satan, with vain and various; 
somtimes in PALESTINE, and visage turnd, Admonisht by Families and 
hearts desire. If ye shall cause Left them both, 
Nor love divine, His single imperfection, 
and Brake, or strict necessitie Subdues 
us, shall beget; For had being, And 
fix Their surest signal, they hear me 
is low From Heav'ns I view Bristl'd with steep 
flight Of mankind under one doubt whether 
food, Love and feel Torment with 
ambitious mind first though few. But Natural necessity 
begot. God To let Death I mine Not higher 
foe. Space that sat the ambient 
light. First crept The grosser feeds the 
fiercest Spirit That reaches blame, but greater 
power of anyone anywhere at thir 
wonted pride Soon as onely two great Mother yeilds 
In spring Out of anyone anywhere at 
our Sire The dismal house of fears and 
effectual might, & heal'd: The Palace of manifold delights: But 
opposite fair Fruit. Goddess arm'd with clamors 
compasst round Earth conspicuous count'nance, without remorse 
and surrounding Fires; Till, as great period; 
and desart wayes with double how thou speakable 
of woe, All his aerie flight the Race bin 
known. The grosser feeds the Pow'rs of Light 
as shall returne perhaps no eye beheld. For 
wee wear, Strait couches close, That from neighbouring