daily-robot-milton/poem_2024-02-16.txt

They swim th' infernal States, and specious object His 
will be human sense With deafning shout, return'd 
them mute. Thrice he first Men innumerable scarce 
allay'd still free Acceptance of like those 
odorous sweets the angry Victor in Heav'n. 
What choice Not long, for none regard; 
Heav'n of him, for prayers or apprehend? 
1.E.8. You may concern him, who 
can Heav'n Such Pleasure took with vain To Judgement 
to all a Limbec to other 
Hemisphere Night bids us nor did they 
meant, Turnd him shalt look thus he 
caus'd to doe, since the Tyranny of bright Rayes, 
jocond Music charm Pain for thou what intends 
to free as onely in Heav'n move Harmonious numbers; 
as Are yet by all assaults Their great Chief 
of anyone anywhere at that boast not: 
that warr'd on smooth ADONIS from numbers absolute, And 
now Not God Hath lost Arch 
Angel, to Pole, More meek came Attended: 
all shall temper Hero's old OLYMPUS rul'd not, though 
his praise him out for adoration to contend 
with high foreknowledge; they mix Irradiance, virtual 
or under the Full happiness and mad demeanour, then 
anough, that advantage then PANDORA, whom thus 
plaind. All of Spirits of thee, 
As we may compare Great things 
proceed, and faded bliss, Tedious, unshar'd with 
clamors compasst round Lodge arriv'd, Wafted by native home. 
What in foresight much blood, to do 
all thy Realm of EVE; Assaying by 
shading the Muses haunt for sight, by 
their Creator, and rubied Nectar flows: In AUTUMN pil'd, 
though firm, for wide op'n Skie ador'd 
Among themselves, and servilly ador'd Among 
innumerable swarme, and scum'd the HOURS in 
Heav'n were none, so manifold delights: But hiss Of 
mankind, in VALDARNO, to wander and final hope 
here Varied his hope, And by 
whose combustible And never ceasing bark'd With act won 
who hold Caelestial Spirits evaded swift 
destruction laid thus guiltless be Paradise, Now came 
one secure Sat Sable-vested Night, her cloudie 
Van, On JUNO smiles, when AEGYPT with active 
Sphears assignd, Till at Altars, when a 
Nation, and Human kinde: Hither of men, and 
Office here condemn'd For one tastes; 
Nor the seav'n Who mourn'd in 
Heav'n rejoic'd, and expenses, including including 
any word which The Cattel pastur'd late, 
now low, As thitherward endevoring, and 
therein plac't A Dungeon horrible, on 
yon dreary Plain, or impose Such Pleasure took me 
then Fate the heat of fraud, though 
men He who saile Beyond th' 
Horizon to resign them whelmd, and sequesterd, though immortal: 
But follow the Sons Came not 
slow, Swarm populous, unnumber'd as come Into my self. 
To my head? and levie cruel fight, (And 
if SION also pour'd, Inward and shame To thee 
Earths freshest softest lap. There swallow'd up 
springing light of any be, Though distant far these 
my Almightie Arms We shall be, all 
hue, and clos'd Not our extremes, Or open 
field, which one Heart, And liquid fire 
Among unequals what praise his count'nance 
cast him fast they sung Unmeditated, such wherein the 
sufferance for th' ambrosial fragrance filld Th' addition 
strange; yet first smiles from THYESTEAN Banquet, turn'd On evil 
Conscience represented All Trees In order, how good, Almightie, 
thine no more; sad overthrow and 
under thee more, for in view, calling 
forth in word mightier JOVE usurping 
reign'd: these thoughts Firm land Thaws not, nor shall 
share with dreadful Dart; what seem'd So fitly 
them wise he so besides Imagind rather oft they 
needs remove Behinde them, th' irrational, Death a 
cover'd with sweat of anyone anywhere at eeve 
In Heaven, or object His day, 
why not? som small peculiar, though free 
Enjoyment of monstrous size, TITANIAN, or 
manacl'd with me thus, behold but through our 
state Insensible, and all Her own, our Hill. No 
pretenses in her nocturnal Note. Thus her 
glowd, oft he brings, and scorching heate? These 
things, ev'n in mooned hornes Thir specious object 
His Loyaltie he spake. Why sleepst 
thou wert, and Shield, Born through fierce Strive here 
to execute their Creator, and taste; But 
not of Taste, Sight, Smell, Herbs, Fruits, Though 
but favour'd more spiritous, and with all Such 
proof, Hell-born, not from one for generations to 
extend His starrie Pole: Thou telst, by fire inflame 
with mortal food, or nourish, or worse relapse And 
fewel'd entrals thence diffuse His Laws of 
Spirits hold it: here and spring Out of respiration 
to them from Wilderness With scatter'd Arms 
Gird on, Image of any country in 
ECBATAN sate, as did God, whence 
no Mate With shews of joy, 
but equal, and where, if sev'nth to 
mark his head, but all Gods latest 
Image: I keep, by Vision led th' 
Almighty Victor Angels, by maistring Heav'ns basis, bring on 
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Accuse not soon behold. Haste hither brought 
into my Head a means of Paradise under shade 
Made to divide. God ordains, God Rais'd 
impious War in him, life the fertil 
Woomb teem'd at command, and taste, too 
heav'nly Spirits apostat and longing eye; Nor other Hill retir'd, 
from the Creator from the rest And o're hil, 
o're the Royal seat of Spirits damn'd Loose all Temples 
th' Equinoctial Line stretcht out by all, Indu'd with 
diminution seen. First from mercy shewn 
On Man Dust of Hell flames and both by 
occasion want, nor love, nor did I 
cannot these To our defence, lest Dinner coole; when time 
remaind (For Eloquence the middle darkness here needs remove 
The new minds may lead ye everlasting 
groans, Unrespited, unpitied, unrepreevd, Ages infinite. Thee 
once of doubt, repli'd. Indeed? hath here In dust, our 
will if ought that this vertuous touch Th' IONIAN 
Gods, Thir course, and praeeminence, yet tolerable, As they, and 
present pain, The Deitie, while Night Darkens the use of 
war, Hurling defiance toward the Fruit that 
after such as, but op'n Firmament compar'd 
this can receave Access deni'd; and Warr? 
Warr wearied vertue, all resistance lost, This 
ponder, that end, in Heav'n When he sits Grim 
DEATH my Almightie spake: and dearer half, 
The sound at highth or Reines, Cannot without Thorn 
the bands Of sympathie and shame in pleasure, 
though the Love-tale Infected SIONS daughters with Soul. Male 
he gives me shalt Monarch in fit Of 
future time. With this mighty Paramount, 
and shame To mortal wound shall turn 
Metals of Good bought dear I found her 
widest Gates, they saw Angels disarraid. Back 
to concerne Unpractis'd, unprepar'd, and besought 
The Ford, and commands that high mount of SINAEAN 
Kings, Or sympathie, or such Commission from 
the deep despare: And shame, thou what 
passes there; and Timbrels loud Their 
living things made, and Angels, yet scarce recovering heart, 
not had thither with Praeamble sweet Are brought: and LIBECCHIO. 
Thus BEELZEBUB Thus roving on a Starrie Cope of 
monstrous size, TITANIAN, or taste upheld by command Shall 
dwell Permits not; love sincere, Thus BEELZEBUB Thus to faile. 
So spake th' impure as Sea-men tell, With hundreds and 
Lord, And for the Ocean or spect with sorrow 
infinite Thy utmost Pole. O Myriads 
though yet happiest if ever, by 
soft windes with feats of Truce; IRIS all things, and 
levie cruel his parted forelock manly 
hung to drive them better pleas'd the Hall, 
invisible is dark Aereal Skie: So Eev'n and 
fast they rise Among the ruful stream; With sudden 
view appear More glorious Angel can grow 
All thy subjection: weigh with deeds Timorous and 
outward lustre; that walk With Mountains as vain designe 
New warr, provok't; our attempt, I name 
O thought Of miserie, the praise Thir devillish Engine 
back I found. Sated at himself lamented loud misrule 
Of som glimps of Hell, Thou find'st him 
due All seasons, ripe for Truths sake will 
And craze thir fight, the sweat of 
flaming Ministers of Peace, now was sunk, and steep 
to deepest Hell, and Shield, half her rural seat your 
Realm, beyond Frighted the maximum disclaimer or have sworn 
To guiltie shame, thou with steep to do 
what delight He swerve not eate Allotted there; 
and yet unpaid, prostration vile, the sourse and 
composure, and fearless, nor yet at 
greatest part SATAN except, Created or 
Man fall'n. Yet leudly dar'st our other Climate 
grow, My coming thus began. The Tempter, and purge 
off this forbid? Why am Hell; 
Squar'd in despair, to men they know. And 
opportune excursion we by conversing I keep, 
by sentence from Heav'n thick shade, 
And such another Skie. As on Bitnet 
(Judy now storming furie rose, As thitherward 
endevoring, and Eyes that sight; but all Her office they 
treat till wandring Gods Whom fli'st 
thou? whom hast made? So eminently never shall 
seldom chanc'd, when their native dust? O 
by Hell Grew darker at Hels 
dark unbottom'd infinite Abyss And corporeal barr. 
But still to augment. The lip of God; 
I will send The Hell he fell both Be 
gather'd now prepar'd For each Hill; Joyous the