daily-robot-milton/poem_2022-01-08.txt

Which the sov'ran Architect had not before 
us, unless you find Fit for him off 
From mee they forewarne, Wolves shall seldom 
chanc'd, when BELLONA storms, With terrors and Murren die, 
Rowling on Bitnet (Judy now Such applause To respite or 
liveless to entertain her nigh, in Heav'n 
his labour, to soar Above th' Eternal Splendors flung 
For well stor'd with such wherein 
no doubt: Such of Men To basest 
things. Revenge, deceiv'd The whole Creation, or motion, 
measures Day and down, The chief maistrie to do all 
Temples th' advantage all, Greatness of bliss; 
By Night He with repenting hand alone Encompass'd 
shall befall, innumerable hands Of smoak and hast 
allayd The doubt, however small part, such obedience due, 
And beautie, added grace Elect above fould Voluminous and 
multiplie By strange point of sorrow, doleful shades, where 
Nature in power Who mourn'd in 
All, and shame Cast out from him shalt 
know. And calculate the Earth: And these 
wastful Deep; with neighbouring Moon In part, Go then 
these, these beyond All knees to change awaits 
us from pain From the Rain 
produce new delight, As that stole Those Notes to dewy 
Eve, A shout that seem'd A numerous Host, rode 
Farr in yon dreary Plain, then solid might 
There dwell In some inferiour Angel, I sat 
as in mooned hornes Thir growing 
up here in silence be as 
Sea-men tell, Or dreams he fram'd. 
From th' Ocean stream: Him Lord supream 
Above them stood within them ordain His 
Brethren, ransomd with deeds Might have mov'd; 
And famish him humbl'd all armd Of wandering, as 
firm they weend That be your harmless innocence Melt, 
as first displaid, Carnal desire To say and strait 
commands above I bring Silence, and couch thir hearts, not 
better place, and luxurie. Th' Almighty 
hath past through experience of thee; 
we happie, owe to inshrine BELUS 
or that Day yet Of her 
barbarous Sons Came like himself damnation, while 
our delay? no, for Wealth and mad demeanour, then But 
ratling storm of EVE; Assaying by Fate 
the Kid; Bears, Tygers, Ounces, Pards Gambold before the 
previous one--the old or whither tend From Nectar, 
visiting each Beast; which God inspir'd, small 
he rear'd me, whom now wak'd, and inclination or 
indirectly from the works calculated using or 
ADAMS: Round he sat the Son, why 
delayes His hand provok't, since mute, though SPRING and wide 
beneath; Now rul'd not, as Sea-men tell, though yet 
lest was Law given the Evil to watch Against 
th' hour At one whose deare 
Short intermission none was ceas't, but a shooting Starr In 
thoughts prov'd false. But Heav'ns fugitives, and Redeemer 
voluntarie, And courage and require More 
terrible as in Heav'n Gates for 
nearly any part puts me sudden view Of 
Harlots, loveless, joyless, unindeard, Casual fruition, quitted all Her Husband, 
for ever, then, if fields revive, though far 
as one ascent is perfectly accurate. No 
where he wore Of Mans mortal food, or 
CAPITOLINE was cheard, But self-destruction therefore now behold in fight 
Unspeakable; for the rest In amorous play. To 
respite or SAMOS first of 20% of Hell, 
With tufts the flying March, along the flames 
Casts pale and food Gave sign That 
shine, yet left to drive as thine Of 
smoak and press'd her Heav'nly love of Grace, Hee 
and Field he nor was at 
head The Serpent, speaking and silence, he so commanded 
to disburd'n sought with startl'd eye Views 
all external things, The present, and oppos'd the Architect: his 
Providence Out of anyone anywhere at our final misery, Passion 
and numerous Brigad hasten'd. As not 
had, or worse within her self, but in vaine, 
Under whose perfection farr remov'd may 
concern him, how farr Then when wee, somtimes 
on earth, durst oppose his Beames the dawn, Sure 
pledge Of Whirlwind and descending, bands Of anger 
infinite Abyss the uprooted Hills Lookd round, 
Behind him chief good, Against such wherein thou shall 
grace And ore the sound The suburb of Men: 
And these earthie bounds Proportiond to impose: He 
to do I pursue By sin his prime Of 
Man, accepted so, By sin Surprise thee, 
safe arrive. This would know All things, 
Which we claim in narrow frith He 
circl'd, four main to quit the Fables name unheard 
or aggravate His fair World, high gan blow: At 
which under Judgements imminent: But for Speech 
Wanted not following cryd'st aloud, Then shining heav'nly 
Spirits, traind up rose as from thy mildness 
on, And knew would I Sing Heav'nly Paradises dwell; 
But have else to Warr to roave Uncheckt, and 
with tears and lies; this Vision, and Thunder, my Son? 
I attend, Pleas'd with me voutsaf't, 
other Hill Delight thee equal anger all ere dawne, 
Effect shall faile to descrie the 
Vision led in Heav'n Must we may 
raise Dreadful combustion down as Queen of monstrous 
sight Took leave, and blazing Portals, led him 
of Spirits elect Angels fought at THEB'S and 
dearer half, The miserie, the deep I conceale. 
This downfall; since the Soil, the West, 
or where, if what proof enough such 
wherein lies from SYRIAN ground, with solitude, is 
a row of short silence broke. Bold deed so highly, 
to soar Above th' open field, which thus cri'd. 
Whence in mooned hornes Thir Makers 
work; he assembl'd all a flood As 
Bees In freedome equal? or heav'd his Son 
Blaz'd opposite, A Goddess among the fee 
for Fate, Too well could have; I therefore, open 
admiration him surer barr His free choice, 
With pittie thus cropt, Forbidd'n here, till now 
came the melodie of things, The cumbrous flesh; 
but farr excell'd Whatever pure thou reck'n right, 
Sufficient to watch and gesture dignitie 
How fully satisfied, and unmake, For thither hast lost, 
should I never did they please, They 
pass disguis'd; They led me here 
lights on that Pigmean Race of matchless Chief: As 
Man deprav'd, Not likely habitants, or not; I 
such appear'd in Glory of brute. Thus with 
startl'd eye so wondrous Pontifice, unhop't Met such perverseness 
dwell? But Knowledge is lost. From Loves proper 
motion we most Them nothing: If true, If 
rightly thou return With long debate, Synod 
of Spirits for flight, and sure, The Figtree, not 
agree to Synod unbenigne, and all Temples 
th' Angelical to admit for him, saw Vertue 
should not lost; Evil in Heav'n Which from outward libertie, 
confin'd Within these Torments? better pleas'd 
her. O Heav'n! that posteritie must weepe. RAPHAEL, 
said SATAN, I suppose If rightly thou thinkst not 
soon Fierce as numerous Host, Easing thir being? Yet 
Chains & oft am present, could adde Speed 
almost no corner leave Thy youth, thy flesh, when 
it be advis'd. God so strictly hath 
Hell Fame is Man, these to complying 
with Incense strew'd, On duty, sleeping found No second 
ADAM from the Morn her Matron lip of shade 
that Starr or Earth, what mild 
answer ADAM and intellectual being, stil shades High Eternal store, 
Flours were these happie State Shalt loose, expell'd 
to her vanisht Night, Fierce as our 
appointed work as mee. They to accept Alone 
thus grew Of hazard in despair, to 
accord) Man he our state by Hell He scours 
the Hall Of his head, hands, 
wings, and shout, return'd up sprung: Swift 
to receave From center to soar Above 
them breeding wings Flung Rose, Or in any other operation 
brings Knowledg of Night Secret they drink, 
and low, then mistrust, but double 
smart. This must By Nature gave way the dust 
and assume Thy sorrow forth, but of 
Worshippers Holy Memorials, acts they around the 
terms whatever, when to belief may praise; Who knows, Let 
her stay. Oft to know, Can never wilt bring on 
Bitnet (Judy now reignes Full Counsel 
must be invulnerable in fears and passion 
into full terms of works: therefore the works Created 
this nethermost Abyss the Books of Hell? As Gods, 
into a wondrous fair; thy request think how blows 
the Seraph tell His heart too 
deep silence yields To whom soon discerns, and perhaps To 
sound Of a fierie red, sharpning in look compos'd 
SATAN thus cropt, Forbidd'n here, as 
erst they stand, a Sea and worth 
ambition though now sad experiment I 
perhaps May tempt it, give account To observe the 
Fruit? it seems, In all Eyes That slumberd, wakes 
despair And longer shivering under ground 
One over Beast, and all chase Anguish and 
penal Fire, But fondly thinking to Fire, Who 
now reignes Full Orb'd the faded cheek, but henceforth No 
second tire Of peaceful Counsels, and lift 
us joynd, inelegant, but that meek 
surrender, half smiling Morn To mortal 
dint, Save with me once, with secret top 
Of lustre rich attire Consummate lovly smil'd; Aire, Fire, 
Impendent horrors, threatning hideous orifice gap't on Bitnet (Judy 
now he dreind Into th' HESPERIAN Gardens fam'd of monstrous 
Serpent in Heav'n be again dissolve Allegeance to few 
somtimes forget all Temples th' upright heart too 
light OREAD or past, return'd From mee 
and all that Angel