daily-robot-milton/poem_2024-03-19.txt

Well pleas'd With sent I keep, by Judy 
Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on or Yeares: This new 
utterance flow. While the chief the blessed 
vision, falls Into th' affaires of Virgin seed, 
By Fowl, Fish, Beast, Bird, Insect, 
or ranke Your wearied wings, at last, 
Rous'd from SYRIAN Damsels to be 
thir charge, of Nature; some fit moulds prepar'd; At 
one restraint, Lords of God; I receav'd, Where 
light Shadowie sets them stood So dear pledge Of 
pleasure, though the rest can grow mature In 
amorous descant sung; Silence accompanied, for us 
less, In billows, leave Thee to climbe. Thence 
more wonderful indeed and benigne, Giver 
of sorrow, black mist from their fears. Then Fruits 
which now voutsaf't, other Beasts it be our beginning 
woe. Yet why in peace Of miserie, the 
troubl'd waves, There to every creeping thing on 
golden Scales, yet would intermix Grateful vicissitude, like 
doom, Yet one disarm'd, Of our 
defence, lest action markt: about the foe with Myrtle crownd, 
Look'st from men For he, so is left, 
Now was formd the Victors heel. 
All these walks at will put 
thy Life, The Pledge of our angry JOVE His mounted 
scale of bones, Like of lost 
In them in Hell saw descend A PHOENIX, gaz'd 
by despair: we fled VERTUMNUS, or 
down Thus answerd. Ill fenc't for the Oracle 
of Ornament, in Heav'n that rape begot These 
Acts of sorrow, doleful shades, where PROSERPIN gathring flours 
aloft shading the Day Eev'n and Quiver with 
hostile din, That for so coming; 
he sole Lord appeas'd All, and shame him placable 
and Omnipotent to soar Above th' Earth, when 
Cherubic Songs by so close, That brought them 
The Hell shall die. How dies the Fruit she needed 
Lute or bearded Grove of Light Secure, 
and as now To his ground A Pillar of 
Hell, a Vultur on NORWEGIAN hills, to provoke, 
or access Without Copartner? so seldom chanc'd, 
when the Beast that beare Then feed on 
thoughts, and between spun out of Beauties powerful Key 
Into thy aid, I call: for nothing wants, 
but to return to proffer or possess her storie 
heard th' Arch-Enemy, And ACCARON and fall'n, I 
seduc'd them ordain His confidence Under whose 
gay Carnation, Purple, azure and Earth: And finde 
ease of sorrow, doleful shades, where passing 
back recoild; the grass Coucht, and heard, of 
fairest Fruit, our selves unknown, The fiery concave touring 
high. As deep a Bannerd Host upsent A 
Heaven on he rears from mee: on earth, 
which wrought our deliverer up here Beast, or 
using and sorceries abus'd Fanatic EGYPT marching, equal'd 
the brink of adverse power Or aught 
on yon dreary Plain, In whatsoever shape servd necessitie, 
Not incorruptible would recant Vows and help And dig'd 
out His holy Rest Through Heav'n Which if thou 
saist Flatly unjust, to avert From flight, 
and enthrall'd By Merit more His Offring soon each 
odorous sweets the voice From off from Eternal Empire, which 
declare My word, my hand A Mercie-seat above 
all Her self upon our Hill. Father, and 
with clamors compasst round Covers his redemption, without 
number joind, thir fill Of his decent steps 
to reaching to naught, Or high Rear'd in fears 
and love. I therefore, open admiration him shon. About 
them he beholds, Thus hee on NORWEGIAN hills, 
to provoke, or else not slow, Who first re-edifie, and 
friendly condescention to do I weene ADAM first 
it rowld. Sole in Triumph high 
he thereat Offended, worth thy Greater, sound throughout 
Vital in bliss) condemn'd In Reason, is fair, nor th' 
obscene dread then perus'd, and therein live, 
The Femal charm. Earth Wheels her Caves, 
Lakes, Fens, Bogs, Dens, and met Thir universal 
Lord, and Doric pillars overlaid With Carcasses design'd Both of 
Faith Working through experience taught thee divide The penaltie 
impos'd, to impose: He speeds, and fell'd 
Squadrons and not Lord; such Vertue in gaze, 
Or do not silent, Morn accomplish'd the Foundation 
at THEB'S and sinns Against revolted Spirit, but 
once thir Matrons to warme Earths great 
dislike his fulgent head The Ground whence it 
forth: at Sea Swallows him MOLOC, Scepter'd Angels 
many nobler shape contain; Since this Hell fire 
Victorious. Thus when her Seed is derived from the 
Winds under ground or his voice disswades; for scarce 
begins Her self invisible is most severe, had gon 
to woe, More justly, Seat of Faith, and 
stormie gust and spread Beneath GIBRALTAR 
to partake The tempting stream, LETHE the Center pois'd, 
when the least had bound. Thou wouldst thy 
outcry, and parents tears, Though single. From off 
From where thy presum'd So ye not 
Realms of scorne, not mounted scale The 
waters fill; And trust themselves Abhor to 
tell Of Spirits damn'd Loose all terror of this 
act Of dalliance as wee, To 
bow and complain that bad act 
with chilling gripe fast by, Or Nature; God to 
my intended first, as not there From Father 
of things, and shame beneath This 
book was ADAM from the Field, Or sight no 
excuse. Yet to proffer or Goat dropping Gumms, That equal 
fear of earliest Birds; pleasant veine Stood 
whispering soft, by Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on 
yon dreary Plain, In that bad men Such as 
wee, To me light And on, with deeds 
deservd no memorial, blotted out From HAMATH Northward to serve? 
Father spake. Why ask his satisfaction; so rife 
There they recoild affraid At which no 
cloud, or, to whatever place For this would soon 
with Pyramids and shame Cast forth profuse on 
IMAUS bred, Whose progenie you two, 
her warmth and flaming swords, drawn By living in shadiest 
Covert hid metallic Ore, The fellows of desire 
To Gods likeness, thy greatness will weild These 
tidings fraught, come flying, and warme, 
Temper or Intuitive; discourse more fierce, From prone, nor idely 
mustring stood; One of Day, The Figtree, not love, 
withheld Thy sleep First his Spear Of his part, 
to abolish, least his spread Beneath th' advantage gaine. 
What readiest path leads where highest Heav'n; or 
SILVANUS never shall lead. Nor FAUNUS haunted. Here sleep 
and her Saile; So he summs. And humble 
Shrub, And good in wide As Battel to reject 
Envious commands, For Man shall dash Maturest 
Counsels: for soon To journie through experience taught the 
points of vengeance and pairs, in FRANCISCAN 
think thee not idle, but others on dry 
Land to justifie the Books of 
Arrows barbd with that no further 
knew) Nor less His heart Dismai'd, and secure: 
tell Of his two let us 
eclipst under ground Cover'd with strength of 
sorrow, doleful shades, where choice Leads up in 
Heav'n his, or additions or Kine, Or Serenate, 
which God in Heav'n Refrein'd his native Seat; perhaps 
Thou telst, by John Milton At 
once heard We may I express how farr 
remote, with difficulty or Faerie Elves, Whose Bed is 
a Mountain Pines, With various forms, various style 
Nor this houre To evils which wee style Nor 
great Western Throne With Opal Towrs of 
the dusky Air encounterd Hills were falling, 
had on. SATAN except, Who from the 
foe with wings Lay pleasant, his 
Glorie him Enthron'd Sat Sable-vested Night, Maker wise, Or 
not, as fast, With copious hand, to Worlds first 
low raise His danger, and thronging Helms Appear'd, and 
humane; A Spirit, thy Nature first 
Matron lip of Spirits of torrent fire 
Had gone All on a horrid Shade above 
Dividing: for ev'n in DAN, Lik'ning his 
vanted spoile; Death amain Following his Reign 
in Diamond, and Shield: now might rise I of 
pure blood of Darkness they receive? What shall 
curse Created hugest that meek aspect maligne 
Ey'd them to tread with ballanc't Aire In bigness 
to side That reaches blame, but meaner thoughts 
prov'd fond hopes of pleasure and 
eternal fame Were such joy of 
EVE within, due audience, when time besought. So 
clomb this thou took'st With God, though 
mean pretense, but in me once, now severe, 
our delay? no, let thine own a guide 
My Bow and lost; Evil be our native suttletie 
Proceeding, which by break our angry JOVE usurping reign'd: 
these Titles now expect to circumvent us down 
he has agreed to foul in numbers absolute, And 
now improv'd In future dayes, On she spake. 
Deliverer from the readiest path Over his 
glozing lyes, And now was good, the Bullion dross: 
A triple-mounted row of Love without Night, 
her seat, Him first, as Gods; aspiring 
To keep This most with jocond Music 
charm Pain for speed add the Ocean smiles. So 
pondering, and extoll Thy fear, said he despis'd 
His benediction so, for lost. Then Heav'n descends 
with songs to cloath his prime end 
Intestine War in Plaine God in any fees 
or without remorse The Bond of some 
say, How art is mine; Our own polluted from 
servil fear to this universal shout Loud as 
nam'd Thrones, Princedoms, Powers, and luxurie. Th' 
ascending rides Audacious, but afford Our minds 
and laughs the floud, With incense, where 
he summs.