daily-robot-milton/poem_2022-10-20.txt

THE SEVENTH BOOK. by Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on 
yon dreary Plain, forlorn and through 
experience of Mercie and purge off 
These lulld by doom is, mee onely, or 
with expectation held thee; greater store conveyd: Part hidd'n 
veins Of stunning sounds In heart Distends with 
feare Return fair Son foreseeing spake. Deliverer from 
mercy shewn On ADAM, from the electronic works at Altars, 
when ULYSSES on or enur'd not slow, Yet oft 
seen; his fill, Lodg'd in Glory abounds, Therefore thy side 
I never to accept My other whirlpool steard. 
So bent, admiring more came URIEL, one rising, 
who not Lord; such power, when BELLONA 
storms, With kisses pure: aside the Eastern Point 
Of Creatures to part Of TURKISH Crescent, leaves 
a while, but thou resist. If so thou took'st With 
HALLELUIAHS: Thus said, thy skirts Of tardie 
execution, since no mate For still Divine not 
slow, Yet these eyes, Whom he of this 
thou thy self; which made And various 
plaint, Thence up here Chains and wine. Witness 
if ever, by side the spirit accurst, 
since by turns, on Bitnet (Judy now breath'd immortal Elements 
In circuit, undetermind square or Spring, or unenforceability of Day 
and gates of God; I had stood 
Rustic, of EVE deckt first adornd With like an 
Aerie Knights, and refuge from beneath, Just 
o're the ARABIAN shoare; So farr From center to 
avoid Th' event is left, A dewie Mist 
Went all a Lake, That made greater? Here for 
soon inspir'd CASTALIAN Spring might work they passd they lift 
thir Gate With gentle Angel ruind, and 
couch thir King The lip of liberty, who 
partakes. In solitude somtimes Ascend to 
soar Above all had persisted happie, 
still But hard be twice, for Wealth and 
present pain, With hundreds and hard, much what 
Pit of Mans nourishment, by Batterie, Scale, 
and be the East: still thou 
us his play; he counsels and shame Of flight To 
visit thee; so true, they know 
to sound Of his Sanctuary it suffice 
to discover sights of Death; from sence of various 
degrees magnificent Up to enjoy In the waste 
Her old Renown, OSIRIS, ISIS, ORUS and superior 
Spirits maligne Ey'd them whole, and 
ensuring that rape begot These troublesom 
disguises which in it was, what 
intends to girt With Flowers, Our task 
In solitude What though just hath abounded more secret 
Cloud, serene. All on NORWEGIAN hills, 
to deck with most needs, whether scorn, 
which unrevok't shall sing. Thus when the voice Milde, 
as Sea-men tell, With Carcasses design'd Both 
Ransom and filth Which we enjoy 
PLATO'S ELYSIUM, leap'd fondly into the 
ARABIAN shoare; So cheard he so neer 
him less prepar'd, The rest shall dwell free, but 
of God; I repent or Worme; those 
too fast sleeping found in: http://www.gutenberg.org/2/20/ Sleepst thou 
live, Though all a line thir 
confidence Under his holy Hill Torn from God made Thee 
what thought Both from servil fear yet spake, 
and pain Which tempted our proper shape servd necessitie, Not 
keeping strictest bondage, though joynd In 
ARGOB and cleerd, and longing eye; Nor grateful truce impos'd, 
beware, And publish Grace that have transferr'd All perfet while 
Sonorous mettal blowing Martial sounds: At sight tormenting! thus 
ADAM wraught the laws of desire 
To mortal sting: about them, th' Ocean circumfus'd, Thir branches 
warbling; all Temples th' AEQUATOR, as chief; among the 
Goblin full of Day is thine; 
it be miserie befall'n, And high Passions, 
Anger, Hate, Mistrust, Suspicion, Discord, and 
Battlements adorn'd With hundreds and render thee, but requir'd with 
revenge: cruel his shape, If this agreement, 
disclaim any and horrent Arms. Nine times the 
Will, for him, for sight, With whose 
fault? Whose snowie ridge the side SATAN went 
Into th' offensive Mountain, built exclaimd, 
And now awake Tunes her Cataracts of 
this universal Host Defensive scarse, or pain of servant 
to tell how soon ended soon traverse The 
adverse power can wee to mans offence. O 
by whose perfection farr remov'd where choice to sojourn 
in Heav'n for Thou O favourable spirit, propitious while 
enjoy PLATO'S ELYSIUM, leap'd fondly into AETNA flames, 
EMPEDOCLES, and support; That name, O innocence Melt, as Princes, 
when behold Both to direct Shon 
like the rest in narrow room of 
anyone anywhere at Altars, when AEGYPT with 
ambitious aim Against the Vision led thee at 
home, what reserve forbids me, with transcendent 
brightnes didst invest The danger, and therein set 
the individual works knowledge hurt ye, and Monarchy of 
dim thine eyes, all had return'd, On him com, 
And o're hil, o're the Foundation and 
shame Among sweet renewd. But these 
happie Race though joynd In wealth and knows here 
let in suffering death, the World, To mortal snare; for 
well to tell Of ENNA, where Champions bold Wont 
ride in AZOTUS, dreaded name this with ten 
Furies, terrible as supernumerarie To claim Of God, more 
Incens't, and spread thir load, Rocks, 
but misjoyning shapes, Which from donors in Heav'n so 
doth Heav'ns Hath bin there, nor vacuous 
the broad smooth watry Plain, forlorn and tends to 
execute What justly then soares Up 
hither bring. O Prince, O welcom hour What in 
Glory sat, His fierceness of EDEN, till wandring 
Fire and glory excites, Or som Magazin to acquaint 
With glory excites, Or flocks, or cure 
or TREBISOND, Or taint Th' other sight all egress. These 
things, a slow and all waste beyond abstain But 
drive them breeding wings Over the Adversary of 
Death; ye Heav'ns, or conceald, Then smell Of Speculation; 
for such power, ordaind thy folly, and left side 
They came, that forgetful Lake thir fatall 
hands lopt off this Throne, how 
the free, what the Summons high, Which when 
AEGYPT with ambitious aim Against unequal 
work by restraint; what seem'd So since In 
CHAOS, Ancestors of Death; so deare, Well 
manag'd; of sorrow, doleful shades, where ye Names, Needlest 
to make now awake Tunes her hand alone 
first broke the applicable taxes. The Spirit of Bliss. 
Direct against example high! Ingaging me can impair 
thee, this habitable, which yet our thoughts, 
reforming what highth of him, what 
the house of merit, That all assaults Their living Soule: 
And perfet formes, Limb'd and passion tost, 
Thus wondrous Pontifice, unhop't Met such Majestie seemd another Morn 
her countenance triform Hence fills and suffering 
feel? Nor alter'd his Advocate And wish 
her shadow of offerd grace in mooned 
hornes Thir sinful state, as in any and 
Angels, for of Prime. Thou wilt not expose to 
divide The tempting stream, with expanded 
wings Wherewith to dare The STYGIAN 
flood of her countenance triform Hence 
fills and with guile What thing Death devote? Rather 
then gon forth all bounteous still pays, at 
larg) and dangers, heard VVith wonder, fall'n on firm 
brimstone, and transform'd, Why then perus'd, and yee little think 
now severe, It was old! For his 
foes, not for Fate, Too well thou 
beest he; But in narrow room The consort 
to all; but not thine eyes could weild 
These cowring low Reverence don, but delight, all numbers 
full, Thenceforth shall come and joy ineffable 
diffus'd: Beyond the Earth; with contrition 
in her Fancie, and amorous play. To journie through 
Eternity, To Starr to submit or enur'd not 
giv'n: He spreads for EVE Not instant, but he pass'd, 
and parents tears, and evil Be 
it grew Neer that breath'd The 
ruin last, him corrupted? or Faerie Elves, Whose easier 
business be not obtrusive, but reflected, shines; That 
with sincere Of Hill retir'd, The suburb of 
sorrow, doleful shades, where none regard; Heav'n 
Resounded, and all assaults Their Seats 
long process of as befell, Bound on Bitnet 
(Judy now SATAN, whom none accountable, preferring Hard liberty 
before the dust, and all Her fertil Woomb 
teem'd at Altars, when all works Created evil, 
and passion dimm'd his aerie purposes, And propitiation, all 
Temples th' unwise, or a few unknown The clasping 
Ivie where those two brazen foulds discover sights 
of Supper Fruits which God Of terrour, 
and highest wisdom didst inspire That ore 
the Wheels (for Night And bended knee His 
holy Rites, and chords was of what Faith 
imputed, they move, And various objects, from 
SYRIAN Damsels to fall, o'rewhelm'd With thee worthiest to 
enquire: above them before in Heav'n Gate ascend, 
sit lingring here their Creator, and Saviour 
of Dance not drive All is not her 
gaind By simply meek; that on her blushing like 
a number to that uxorious King, Son, 
in Nature paints her barbarous Sons Came shadowing, 
and thinner Aire. As stood Her old 
Night: first Region throws his gifts Created vast 
Abyss And ore Hill retir'd, To win From 
HERMON East her Daughters born to force to 
showre, Which that way: One Flesh; to 
augment. The dark Abyss. Thine own dark assaults 
Their Altars by whose command the Pit thou 
th' acknowledg'd Power arriv'd, Wafted by whose 
mortal Dart Strange horror backward, but giv'n; 
what remains him down To Boggs and 
blot out of Nature; God appeas'd, Or envie, 
or