daily-robot-milton/poem_2022-07-25.txt

Title: Paradise Dying put thy Associates, ADAM, 
rise, Or envie, and full. After thir room, and 
first from NILE To mortal passage 
now went a second multitude With 
spots of Spirits immortal love entire Shon like 
repose, since wilde, The lip of 
Gold and shame beneath Th' unfounded deep, 
to accept Life To vice industrious, but waxing more bright'nd, 
thus imploid beheld Visibly, what Revenge? the Foundation and 
as Evening: Cover me sudden lost, 
adjudg'd to few unknown dangers and taste 
of monstrous Serpent in her sake, 
thou what eyes Of order, how farr From 
that way a United States copyright laws 
in Western Throne Sit unpolluted, and with many 
Throned Powers, That slumberd, wakes the boughs 
each from mercy shewn On Hills to accept not 
Thy message, like these, covering the 
Starrs that Forbidden Tree, from me opens 
wide, Likest to thine To HARAN, after her Fruits 
in cogitation deep. Glad to heare new commands, 
For good will overcome this would beare 
delicious then wherfore should conceal, and Reare Streame in 
wanton rites, which not matchless, and any row of 
Beasts of light, but root shall come thy pride 
Soon learnd, now lead me thus, unmovd 
with charge receivd, And reassembling our proposals 
once beguil'd thee, ADAM, and also Reigns By 
name What when ARGO pass'd From 
hard to endure Exile, or grav'n in VALDARNO, to 
Wing, and muttering Thunder, and they bow, of 
man fell, As we discharge Freely put Enmitie, 
and all th' inevitable Subdues us, that 
stole Those Tents Of Iron or enur'd 
not fill Of three drops Wept at season judg'd, Those 
other Animals unactive range, And ore 
the individual Soule in reason then his 
blissful bosom of easier enterprize? There went 
hautie on, Shame to close design, by place 
testifies, and more numerous Verse, More 
grateful, to Life three sev'ral wayes All as in darkness 
visible Diurnal Spheare; Till and move, 
But our belief, that past, as in wait; 
beyond thought, and Charioter lay by, 
For which both retir'd, from the Bullion dross: A 
darksom passage down To mortal tast 
Brought forth The Project Gutenberg EBook of 
Hell, or in righteousness To one restraint, 
Lords and DEATH, and rash, whereat their liveliest pledge 
Of merit more contend, And Temple enshrine. Such to 
set free Will, for ever tun'd, that swim th' 
expanse of Faith, Love, mysterious parts were sprung, As 
one bad Angels late When coming hither, and pain 
Through labour or covert guile, We mean Drawn round self-rowl'd, 
His fair Creatures, to soar Above 
them preachd Conversion and colour, shape they saw also our 
home, While day by easie think to 
mix the terms from the welkin burns. Others on 
Bitnet (Judy now who most thou 
still, and press'd her nigh, Whose 
higher Would set Labour and those pure 
of Morn, Or envie, yet what 
would loose, Though for sight, to begin. As one 
Heart, And bring forth rush'd in silence be lowlie 
wise: Think not, the Pow'rs of 
anyone in VALDARNO, to wander with 
me move, And ore the use 
To mortal snare; for great Axle, and glory I 
at highth and upturn'd His farr and beheld 
so wish'd the worthiest; they prais'd, That little know 
of things, a Mountain Pines, With grateful mind through 
EDEN over such united force to remove his Belly 
groveling thou with song and thrice 
to do all other, think superfluous begin 
Your wearied vertue, all reponsbility that 
mortal doom'd. How can your taste Think not let 
Reigne, One over her bestial Gods; aspiring To mortal 
sight. But chiefly assur'd us; and much thir stations 
list'ning stood, Like Night, Fierce as 
much what cause Among the Books of joy, that 
for proof to bloom, or true filial freedom to 
ask or grav'n in Heav'n Gate ascend, 
Bear on IMAUS bred, Whose image of som 
glimps of Death; ye find, who hold my 
eare ever to Light; Our selves with almost no 
reward, the Flood With thir vacant room, 
and night: how found deadly; he it seems 
the sound Of three drops Wept at sight Before 
thy Birth, For state, More glorious Apparition, had 
borne His mirror, with or this Oracle, 
then they set Labour and dangers, heard in 
Triumph high I name of thee, Not only extold, Son 
belov'd Mayst ever shall he lost lay Chain'd 
on still to enquire: above the Cataracts of woe 
and Pickaxe arm'd Out of anyone anywhere at 
Altars, when AEGYPT with grasped arm's Clash'd on my 
Lot, enjoying God-like imitated State; deep 
a gentle penetration, though begun My Bowels, their borrow'd 
Gold Imbellisht, thick bestrown Abject and onely was, whose 
excellence he requires, Not dead, To guide she hath hither 
thrust me inferiour, infinite in renown, Blind THAMYRIS and 
shame Of his World, Stor'd in rage Can it 
without disturb they calld The Project Gutenberg is best, where 
first broke loose my Son foreseeing spake. Why hast 
purvey'd. Much at command, and Dominion giv'n, Worthiest to quell 
thir chief might know; At thee his other able, and 
warme, Temper or redistribute this obscure and other 
precious beams That is, we feel thy gift 
they mix And sweeter thy reward was good, Departed from 
God, O sacred things, to soar Above 
all Sun-shine, as huge in PALESTINE, and calamitous constraint, 
Least on circumfluous Waters calme, Artificer 
of Life offer'd, he sat; and chiefly assur'd Remarkably so 
the Field, and sands of Life in heav'n 
his people in writing from mee: on Bitnet 
(Judy now become this advantage gaine. 
What fear least Divided Empire with Forrest 
huge In circuit, undetermind square or change awaits 
us further way Tore through our loyns, to submit 
or fresh alacritie and ras'd, And cannot 
and descending from without more Thenceforth, but her 
sight Of hideous Name, and Providence 
Out of monstrous shapes immense, and went Into th' 
Air sublime With Trumpets sound Of absolute 
Decree Or satiate fury yield it 
so, By som glimps of Worshippers Holy Rest; 
Heav'n hides nothing loath; Flours her Bearth. 
1.A. By thee, Death from the Reign 
thou driv'n out of Hell Grew darker at 
Altars, when to correspond, opener mine 
to accord) Man Restore us, equal which 
only sound his purpose to drouze, Charm'd 
with transcendent glory to restore The 
Rebel Angels, Progenie of Locusts swarming now Gladly the 
dire attempt, and death, A hideous ruine and 
various, not more Cease I then, 
that word which their Generals Voyce they 
were falling, and ASPHALTUS yeilded light and Battel 
dangerous To worst extreams, and rue the Giant brood Of 
RAMIEL scorcht and Cov'nant in charge, of 
anyone anywhere at large Wine-offerings pour'd, Inward and 
but thee, and scorn, which plain inferrs not soon 
Fierce as a Birth Abortive, monstrous, all a 
Shepherd next himself damnation, while each paw: when he 
his command Shall bring obedience then 
no better fight, or dismal world, and regain the 
buxom Air, the toyl of Man (since 
he never from the strict forbiddance, 
how farr Then through Plate and dangers, 
heard Commanding loud. Henceforth of anyone anywhere at 
command, and was giv'n, Worthiest to 
seek to work outgrew The Tawnie Lion, 
pawing to themselves decreed Thir language and terrible, advance 
To Knowledge? By gift, and Host derided, while in 
dark assaults Their surest signal, they 
must comply with pain From off From 
prone, nor turnd my Head of this 
ASSYRIAN mount CASIUS old, less can grow All 
what admir'st thou, I request with what 
thir bodies may charge with feats of Grain, or apprehend? 
Whence and wrought our Law. Whence 
and nigh. Neererhe drew, Which to 
transgress. He err'd in Nature paints her Globe, Fermented 
the Eastern Gate rouling her guide Lamenting turnd 
For Death is its original lapse, true 
autoritie in warlike sound Of his Rav'nous Maw. 
But faded cheek, but chief delight He sate, And 
TIRESIAS and chief were falling, had persisted happie, still 
to ATLAS unremov'd: His single imperfection, and dance, which 
God to dare The Stairs were Brass Three Iron, three 
lifted up here Chains and fragrant the worlds 
material mould, had said, Ye Angels plac'd) 
Thir penance, laden with loud Their great Luminarie 
Alooff the late fled VERTUMNUS, or fills and sparkles 
dire; Attended with huge appeer and 
thir great atchiev'd. Long hee sat on us, and luxurie. 
Th' Eternal purpose serves His wish and 
dischargd; what passes there; and agen to death 
Is Pietie to pitie enclin'd, He err'd in 
strength is left, Now was this eBook, 
complying with vain Covering if here Nature 
brought Miserie, uncreated night, Devoid of anyone anywhere at 
our Grand Parents in Heav'n. What thoughts this advantage 
then our faults, and sloth, Surfet, and solitarie, these 
eyes, and changing stile be fled, and usher 
Evening Cloud, for Heav'n perhaps, and calamitous constraint, Least 
Paradise and doubt and beat'n way 
is his, or cold ESTOTILAND, and cleerd, 
and pain and judg'd as rais'd 
me seemd Gold, Fruit let there yet scarce 
of Gods? where stand against Law appears 
Wag'd in earnest so Divine,