daily-robot-milton/poem_2024-05-06.txt

All AUTUMN thwarts the Devil met Solid or 
TREBISOND, Or with coole ZEPHYR, and EDENS happie places 
thou what sufferd, that fell By which we send, 
The fruitless hours, till inundation rise Of a sequent 
King, whose fault? Whose Bed is low 
With Heav'ns bounds Proportiond to will, dispos'd by GRECIAN 
Kings, Learn how gird the Spie, 
With his eye, and Pinnacles adornd, Which we send, 
The latter: for God Most glorious, and 
through midst thus ZEPHON, with matter of 
dark Ended rejoycing in other bore 
Semblance of tasting those above them askance, and 
rather double how farr be thine owne. Because the 
Cross By that thou spok'n as 
onely in Triumph high above his 
Maker; no fear What e're Thrive under a 
guide the fields revive, though sad, 
Depopulation; thee from Hell, and involve, done to 
sight Of right, Had to Couch; 
And dust and with jaculation dire, 
CERASTES hornd, HYDRUS, and apprehended nothing loath; 
Flours a superior Spirits immortal Spirits, yet large 
bestow From him, plung'd in Heav'n Ill for never 
will not slow, Who seekes To mortal combat 
or BACTRIAN Sophi from Flesh of 
monstrous size, TITANIAN, or from sin in PALESTINE, and 
Soule, Acknowledge him due by so far 
Exceeded human, rational, though bright: If so lov'd, 
thy advise or responsive each Clime; else enjoy'd 
In sad to Serpents all Her 
bearded Grove Of contraries; all these thy 
Enemies, or lest was worse. What reinforcement we 
live, Though for Maistrie, and find 
such massacher Make they slept Fannd with me thy folly, 
and one whole Battalion views, thir Shields in 
Love Express they, the dire Snake and shout, return'd 
them to submit or Suffering: but custody severe, our 
image, Man as not allow Omnipotence to 
swift with vain designe New troubles; him prime 
end Neerer to submit or thou 
sit with speed, And therefore as fast, too 
secure of GREECE to adorn His 
presence hid metallic Ore, The happy 
seat hath bestowd Worlds, Into thee 
rais'd Their living Saphirs: HESPERUS that grow About 
them in spight of lost Went all these appear'd Less 
hardie as built by Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on 
Bitnet (Judy now unpeopl'd, and alterd stile, 
Speech Wanted not back on swift wings, 
and passion tost, Thus God ever new 
Receive new world, whom they rejoyce In motion 
we sleep: All knees to dewy Eve, 
A Nation to arrive The Tawnie 
Lion, pawing to ask ye, and Pine, and longing 
pines; Yet thence the eare, and 
builds her look down unseen Wing to transform Oft times 
the fee as unclean. Produced by whose 
hither bring. O Friends, why not? som better reason, 
and staind, And flutterd into the Son, 
Amidst as great Warr, we have, 
who desir'st The silent stood yet unwounded Enemies, 
That equal rage Deliberate valour breath'd, firm brimstone, and 
consultation will And ore the will hear, see, 
Will reign Over the silent, Morn solemniz'd the 
true allegiance, constant mind Foreseeing or with contrition in 
silence to thee is past, soon inspir'd With solemn 
touches, troubl'd thoughts, Vain glorious, in narrow room 
in it so, since easier to tell how dear, 
and bold, Far round Invested with permission of 
monstrous size, TITANIAN, or toy Of sorrow Shalt 
in hell Precedence, none, That space the 
Sea: part single imperfection, and wider farr remov'd VVhich 
grew fast they sat, by strength, or 
to man, Under thy advise him Findes 
no more; Yet willingly thou took'st With 
Opal Towrs to reascend, Though of Heavens thou 
thir awe of this eBook, complying with anyone. For 
Spirits arm'd Hath emptied Heav'n, into terrour chang'd 
his verdure clad In our number heard) Chariots 
and rested not, being Threatens him, plung'd in 
every Bolt and with triple steel. Another part propos'd: 
for Dayes, and fell'd Squadrons and 
Art Of Creatures new eBooks, unless we would 
on light; when BELLONA storms, With hundreds 
and press'd her white wings outspread Dove-like 
satst brooding on Bitnet (Judy now 
his Shoulders fledge with Man fall'n. Yet 
to th' Arch-fiend reply'd. O Myriads fall'n, I embold'nd 
spake, ambrosial fragrance fill'd With other 
party distributing Project Gutenberg is as in Bondage, nor 
the cash Of charming tones, that warble, 
as an Organ from SYRIAN ground, under the smaller 
Birds thir shapes and pain Torments 
him; round I seduc'd them stood for nothing 
merited, nor shun'd; And craze thir appetite, 
least We can know, Forbids us down from Heav'n 
With suckt and honour rise; Least thou 
lost, mee then, mee Interpret for Fate, Too well 
thy glorie thou profoundest Hell Roaming to 
execute What wonder? when most is Hell, say first 
thir sex not lost; Evil got, where ere the Aire: 
So farr less eager, yet not SATAN 
allarm'd Collecting all assaults Their great deliverer, who liv'd; 
nor uninformd Of us when most conspicuous, when 
hollow Rocks retain The lowest end our condition, 
thus retir'd. Which when to help sustaind? 
Let her Husbands hand was In Heav'n so thick and 
stately growth though bare strand, While the hour 
No less assur'd, without redemption all 
things, who agree to officiate light Shadowie sets them furder 
woe in Peace. The dry Land hereafter from 
every Beast, Bird, that Hill not Time, though 
immortal: But O Son, in vain, Matter 
unform'd and ETERNAL NIGHT, I soon th' Eternal 
King; all external things, The Birds 
on himself or Earth fill'd each Had not her 
looks, words, that Starr In Fruit she deserts thee 
yet extends to do what ere Death with 
friend with deep world Of things proceed, and quench his 
Enemies thir Gods, and drearie Vaile They who 
best societie, And vengeance Arme again were abasht, and 
Mires, & Whom fli'st thou? whom hast 
been refusd Those Notes to dewy Eve, A 
nice Art they drink, and passion 
not, Whether to stay, Rose, and remote From 
PANEAS the green Stood fixt Laws 
and bless'd them, th' occasion pass Without my 
revenge, Accurst, and deerest amitie. Thou sever not; 
shee with black GEHENNA call'd, whose 
hither thrust me laid Numbers that rape begot 
These bounties as creation first at Altars, when the 
cold infernal pit I suppose If steep, through 
experience of electronic work, or degrade thine eye not giv'n: 
He spake: and shame Among innumerable 
Starrs, and all I see In wealth and remembrest what 
state reserv'd? For Man, these sons of Glorie in 
fears and a small donations to serve 
ungovern'd appetite, and flours; where stood behind, 
Whose waves of Man from Eternitie, dwelt then they 
sprung Upon his Helme, gripe fast Threw forth, 
though this heavie curse, SERVANT OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG 
EBOOK PARADISE LOST *** START OF SERVANTS, on me 
set? Among the deep: So dreadful Dart; 
what Hellish hate, And practis'd distances to 
will be peace, Said then Death with me. Thus 
farr to Eternal eye, but soon Driv'n 
headlong to Hell: Better to correspond with clamors 
compasst round Those two; the Foundation ("the Foundation" 
or since he drew they may, accept 
Alone th' Ethereal Sons. Our being naked, 
and shame Among innumerable boughs each Band 
The Mountain Pines, With Tresses discompos'd, 
and from those numerous ofspring; if ever, by 
whose sight all Temples th' AEGAEAN Ile: thus began. 
If it self am wont, of anyone anywhere 
at mine Eyes, she went; and blazing 
with heart or once heard the ranks 
ascend Up to what doubt To spiritual Creatures 
wanting power hostility and green: Those were the 
window climbes, or re-use it away or seat 
That thou to transform Oft in Ice 
Thir Kings, Or open sight Of easie 
then; Th' undaunted Fiend Walk'd up 
so we then? Say first, for 
lost. Thy Empire? easily outdone By death 
Is heard Celestial voices sweet, Built like which 
follows dignity, might have besides, vaulted with boastful Argument 
Heroic Race bin warnd Thir government, and all these 
The goodly Tree there yet thou canst 
redeeme, Thir freedom, they hear what ere this dire 
hiss of EDEN which op'nd my Father, 
what compulsion and all use hangs on the signe 
Of Wiles, More fruitful, which tends to accord) 
Man Thy eye-lids? and involve, done Before 
all who intends to tell Of secondarie 
hands, by Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on me, of God; 
I espi'd thee, and ample spaces, 
o're the Project Gutenberg is thought? Accuse not lost; 
Evil be yet well, how is then 
Farr off From Earth yeelds, Varietie without to do they 
Breathing united force with us here below Philosophers in 
our days work, Least with fruit surcharg'd, Deigns 
none appeerd, From use, For never seek, And 
Fruit she took; And ACCARON and Beast that Crystalline 
Sphear whose fruitful of Heav'ns all-powerful 
King besmear'd with God, are outside of seeming 
pure, Not mind And calculate the 
Smuttie graine With featherd maile Skie-tinctur'd grain. Like 
distant foe, Though wide, enclos'd, Pattern of place: 
Now Dragon grown, I feel, Or 
all things, Abominable, inutterable, and Soule, Acknowledge 
him SATAN spake, and gentle dumb expression bright, Chariots 
rag'd; dire Arms? yet well, in fears and 
therein live, though just