daily-robot-milton/poem_2020-11-04.txt

Is hard; for both Judge Of sleep, and 
RHEA'S Son Perceive thee sing, Hymns about 
the Coast averse From AROER to soar Above th' air 
less think Submission? Warr Irreconcileable, to participate 
All now has agreed to my Head 
up-lift above them all, To supplication, 
heare Of Mankind with fierie spume, till 
Death, or Empire, that swim in Heav'n By force 
of pure Intelligence of man will not, 
Herb, Plant, Fruit, That be Lights as 
thine eare Then such knowledg could have; I 
proceed, and vain, If chance but what 
behooves From penaltie, And practis'd distances to temper Hero's 
old now Calv'd, now your Legions 
fell: If care Sat on firm land unknown. CANAAN lead; 
But let your harmless innocence Melt, as ill Where Satan 
our Laws, all th' Angelical to beare, Prosperous 
or else deep within 30 days may Compose our Grand 
Parents in Nature: more adorn'd, More terrible Example the 
multitude Now resting, bless'd them, to few escap't from 
life; he flies. At thee her kind; Whose annual 
wound shall come Out of Spirits is low Bow'd 
down Wide Anarchie of thee, dim suffusion veild. 
Yet doubt of monstrous sight Of amorous intent, Mine 
eare to roar, All Intellect, all amid the copyright 
in Heav'n thir public peace, both Judge 
Of Mans effeminate slackness it thine eye 
so enflame my wondring where CHINESES 
drive All things, ev'n in Herb, 
of equipment including any word is best of one 
for that sin to Penance? More tollerable; if 
cause to accord) Man Dust of this 
universal Host Innumerable force urg'd Main Promontories flung, 
which God Rais'd impious Crest Sat on 
speed, though divided Legion might taint integritie; but chief 
good, sham'd, naked, hid metallic Ore, The utmost measure what 
is come I stood; Who now To humane 
life, and horrent Arms. Nine times may ease of 
thy way, till Eevning and Idiots, Eremits and hollow; 
though the Suns bright or when he 
resolv'd With blandishment, each other place and ruddy flame. 
Before thir Straw-built Cittadel, New gatherd, and willing feet 
pursues Things above his bounds And 
should blow Unaided could repent and joy 
with Mineral fury, aid aspiring To other choose? 
My Head, Liver or dimly seen Among our paine, 
Can give due time in despair, to Tragic; foul 
descent! that provided that pain Through 
the trading Flood With God, In woman, 
then elsewhere seen, The Calf in Heav'n Gate 
None of Hell saw good will trouble of this 
descent Celestial Roses smil'd. Then Herbs Espoused 
EVE thus ABDIEL that men innumerable, there to 
approve not refuse to pleasure, but mee returnd, as 
Sea-men tell, ye none! So Death Inhumanly 
to love or liveless Rib. Being as 
Night Darkens the sound-board breaths. Anon 
they say, Seems wisest, vertuousest, discreetest, best; 
All would be miserie befall'n, And testifi'd against Heav'ns 
Sons Invincible, and derides; Not dead, To sound Yet 
these words unknown: Forthwith his breath 
her Husbands hand her attention due. 
To second, or say, to avoide Were always downward 
to every Bird When ever power praeeminent; Tell them admonish, 
and struggle, as Are brought: and knows His 
people, who well hast here Breathe forth redounding smoak 
Uplifted spurns the Seale, And God-like fruition, 
quitted all assaults Their living God, as great matter 
where, dismissing quite from despair And 
ACCARON and Flours: In favour sent 
forth came still first what our sighs began. 
So Death devote? Rather your ceasless 
cry of MOTEZUME, And thought no enemie, but 
his Pride Waiting revenge: cruel expectation. Yet 
half lost, while Sonorous mettal blowing Martial sounds: 
At PANDAEMONIUM, the Love, And be witness of doubt 
And hence the wild Of his hope, to haste, 
And ACCARON and hath bestowd Worlds, and 
most he appeerd, or MONTALBAN, DAMASCO, or 
unkindly mixt, Dissolvd on in Heav'n Rise on errand 
sole, and Shades, Fit for neither joy 
surpriz'd, When time besought. What day upon our share 
with SATURN old CHAM, Whom to submit 
or spread Into one he rose Satan first gave 
signal giv'n, Worthiest to be, worthier canst redeeme, 
Thir sacred song; but just, my 
scornful turn'd, But since love To 
forked tongue Relate thee; but Thou sever not; To spiritual 
Creatures rational, though alone Encompass'd shall 
never wilt bring Diseases dire, CERASTES hornd, 
HYDRUS, and Night receives From Beds of 
sorrow, doleful shades, where danger tasted, whether to learn 
What force with me from SYRIAN Damsels to rase 
Som dreadful revolution day will weild These things, and 
no solution will And som Orator renound 
In song was fill'd With shuddring horror 
backward, but less Then self-esteem, grounded 
on mee reproach us most, and 
obedience left large bestow From my heart oreflow'd. 
My bread; what compulsion and ransom set. And Life-blood streaming 
to divide. God shall remain, but wept, much advanc't, 
We now Then both Heav'n so soft oppression 
seis'd the Taste, Sight, Smell, Herbs, Fruits, & 
Flours, Walks, and desolate, Onely Omniscient, hath made in Night, 
Maker Omnipotent, Immutable, Immortal, Infinite, Eternal Spring. Not 
then said is his, or Faerie 
Elves, Whose fellowship I approve. To 
whom they beseech That one with circling 
fire, He who knows His habit 
fit for copies of talk Of easie prohibition, who 
since, but endu'd With singed bottom all Temples 
th' inroad of thee combin'd In thee 
alone, to scorn with ambitious aim Against the brightning Orient 
Pearl & these were form'd, Save he 
abides, Transfus'd on golden seat's, Frequent and Lord, to withstand 
He to advance, or violent, when the slumber, on 
that fixt in her entrails tore, disgorging foule Thir Phalanx, 
and as other whose thwart of seeming Friend. For 
softness shee and transform'd, Why sleepst 
thou disturb'd thir charge, while At once amidst the 
Bullion dross: A Foe subornd, And vengeance 
sent from the Highest, and humiliation meek. Nor 
what sin hath won that daily flow From us 
divide our part: yee that Hell With hundreds and thy 
Manhood, and eyes of mankind, in 
any Defect you but with me held, 
Even Sups with disdainful look denounc'd Desperate revenge, 
that fixt for high words, that spinning sleeps 
or once with thwart of EVE. What 
miserie From off this thir issue Guard, Mount 
HERMON, yonder Sea, and Hail Son here their 
prey Of living Soule: And calculate the SCALES, As 
thus MICHAEL and ANCIENT NIGHT, I see Black 
fire had gon to anyone anywhere at 
sight Of bliss on Fret by easie ascent, 
or pain, professing next appeer'd Spangling the blame behind: 
Which infinite To bow and woe, With 
that Angel last best Of four winds four 
times the following thee, EVE Yet 
parcht with aw whom a brutish forms Excelling 
human, Princely Dignities, And Spirits, traind up 
his restless thoughts, and polluted from about me thy ways, 
Righteous are set, and any other wheel the Bullion 
dross: A bough and guile. What 
remaines, I be found obedient, and strait commands to 
observe the phrase "Project Gutenberg"), you must 
walk With singed bottom stirr The smell of him, 
plung'd in PALESTINE, and beyond Frighted the boughes 
Yeilded with kindly thirst And Heav'ns all-powerful 
King Ride on me, be your knowledge of 
Grace my course; Directed, no way, Intelligent of Gods 
ador'd Among the Skie with me opens wide, but 
once no middle round Of Natures Womb, that 
implies not charge to this irksom night; 
And fast Threw forth, till first 
at Altars, when bands Of dalliance had no account. Tomorrow 
ere they see His utmost Pole. O 
Prince, O how adore, From penaltie, why 
In battel, what the sway Of Cattel 
pastur'd late, or enmity fulfill. For one 
Night Starless expos'd, and require More safe retreat Beyond 
the deed That after some glad Son Young BACCHUS 
from my state. But first resolv'd, 
If that smooth watry Plain, forlorn and 
with orient Beams, or hate, of 
anyone anywhere at www.gutenberg.net The Serpent: him angrie, yet 
what happiness in each of Men as him thou, be 
blest; hee sat mute, Pondering the 
winde, Blown up here their kinde. The matin Trumpet 
from soundest sleep Bred onely fit 
help, And mutual league, United I 
pursue Vain glorious, and despaire, Anger, Hate, 
Mistrust, Suspicion, Discord, and Rebel King anointed, could 
seduce Thee to whatever creeps Luxuriant; mean 
Drawn round Those were of Worshippers Holy Rest; Heav'n 
receiv'd us make All thoughts Had ris'n or shun 
the conscience wakes despair That run through 
Plaine, whereon we do ought good surpris'd and 
HYDRA'S, and mad demeanour, then they faint retreat; when 
he spreads for of anyone anywhere 
at general Names then they rose; Thir 
visages and completed to obey, worthiest to 
soar Above all walks at Altars, when 
the cleer HYALINE, the just and 
adusted they turn Metals of dim thine 
this irksom night; About them preachd Conversion and taught 
the brimming stream; fierce contention brought Miserie, uncreated night, 
when the showrie Arch. Hee in bright 
Pavement that sudden reard, Celestial voices sweet, That burden 
then? what thou that prospect high, At Joust and 
spread Beneath thy shape they seek to 
concerne