daily-robot-milton/poem_2022-12-09.txt

1.C. The Clouds With thought I also 
know, Which it then But these corrosive Fires Ethereal, 
and drearie Vaile They taste No voice 
and Apologie to forget what deny, and desart wayes 
of him thou also; at eeve 
In equal what eyes That Golden Scepter rule Over the 
mouth Cast out from God Of 
Wiles, More meek surrender, half way Tore through 
unquiet rest: this which instructs us round 
This Paradise by people from NIGER 
Flood With Dart Against th' Arch-fiend 
reply'd. Daughter of Artifice or swimmes, And 
stabl'd; of Heav'ns fugitives, and know'st Thir 
Aierie Caravan high pitch let there best For loss of 
man, to minde contemnes; But glad 
precipitance, uprowld As we stand, The Head more 
adorn'd, More glorious and therein plant eyes, 
that strow the Sons of offerd good, created 
things faire, but favour'd more sudden view they reduc'd 
To manifest His violence the Celestial voices sweet, 
Bitter ere this gloom; the Starrs 
among) Fell long forborn, at thir Eyes how 
came I express thee repeaed; nor endearing smiles Wanted, 
nor yet God in ambiguous words, & whither tend 
From your spacious World, the dust thou 
thy Beauties powerful Art thou attended gloriously 
from following each his Keys, and press'd 
her now Through CHAOS and press'd her shadow seem'd, 
to meet so minded not, waiting close recess and 
with pride, and unhallowd: ere one 
with ascention bright Toward the INDIAN streams; Abhorred STYX the 
Victors proud? Ere this gloom; the rest: he 
now purer essence increate. Or dreams he who 
renounce Thir Kings, Learn how this 
easie charge, while he never from the Golden 
Panoplie, refulgent Host, in Herb, Plant, Fruit, 
That ore the Zenith like which wee 
freely give; Hell heard declar'd the Name I will 
pluck such Foes met His day, fear we 
may reign Over his bone; to enrage thee 
was formd them Day was giv'n, Behold 
a brok'n Rear Insulting, and lost; Evil be lost, but 
thou like grief behold, Into my heart, 
Methought I reck not, with repenting hand 
Soft she knew The Deitie, while over fond, 
on mee along: For mans offence 
To which thus reduc't becomes, His fixed 
seat, And onward came from PELORUS, or where 
these and shame hee also drown'd, And ACCARON 
and therein set them all ere yet now behold 
Approaching gross and haughtie strides advanc't, Created 
vast abrupt, ere well pleas'd. I oft Bank damaskt 
with grasped arm's Clash'd on dry 
Land He who will therein set To Noon 
retir'd, The coming hither, and unfrequented left him, or 
asleep, Shot after some fit body opaque can yet haply 
of blustring winds, which yet shon Above 
all my redeemd Shall hast'n, such Audacious neighbourhood, the 
slant Lightning, whose stol'n Fruit Of middle flight 
the use of mine eyes That led 
by annihilating die; Nor in one. Before thy Love, 
Vertue and with delight, all these, But 
Heav'ns fugitives, and shout, return'd up returnd as 
the sense With stench and foule. But that meek aspect 
Silent yet to jollitie and pain up Light. There 
best, the warlike sound Or find what between 
(Unanswerd least Are many Throned Powers, That 
farr to conceave, Satiate with winged Saint PETER 
at our happie though fairest colours mixt: On 
ADAM, rise, First found thir joy. Now 
on Bitnet (Judy now fild with labour loose, Though Heav'n 
be compar'd, XERXES, the ends of life. So 
without Love and ILIUM, on golden Compasses, prepar'd ill 
become my Loynes Thou also her step no account. 
Tomorrow ere this Infernal noise; Warr therefore, 
open Field, and spread Into th' 
upright And let dry Land he 
sent from the Bullion dross: A long 
Drie-ey'd behold? ADAM made him to hear, Light was fretted 
Gold. Not long usurp; ere dim thine eare to 
universal Frame, Thus were Land appeer. Immediately 
the silent, here stand still to soar 
Above all at Altars, when the most Project Gutenberg is 
happiness and therein set the Father, without leave No 
wonder, and 4 and all summ'd thir 
actions oft so nigh, Soft on 
they cast and vain desire, Among the Gates; 
three of Light, for death shall tread Th' Empire now, 
as frail Man Let th' Ecliptic, sped with 
surpassing Glory above had remaind (For where 
soonest recompence Dole with their side 
As after no doubt: Such resting found Already 
known to theirs by fire Of new Lands, 
Rivers run Much less when least of mankind, in 
Heav'n they introduce Law appears Wag'd in narrow space 
was my dread Commander: he recollects, and all 
Heav'n perhaps, Not by their various hue; by strength, 
Not hither From mee let us he next? Matter 
to all, and were seen Hovering on yon Lake 
Rapt in Heav'n so great World farr Have gathered aught 
divine of EVE; Assaying by doom frail 
World; at THEB'S and taste that implies 
not lost; the glorie will hardly dare, 
Or from one day Repeated, and when 
such another world, if our condition, thus 
returnd: URIEL, one peculiar grace Invincible: abasht 
the popular Tribes Of mischief, or shadie arborous roof, 
Soon had ceas't when AEGYPT with Envy and proud! 
Words interwove with me hence? erre in acts of 
Supper Fruits in Heav'n To recompence Equal 
in mind thee unblam'd? since he scarce 
to beare Then loudest vehemence: thither hast givn sincere 
Of lustre visibly appeerd, or creating 
derivative works, Creatour thus vile, the 
rest, as that possesse Earth, Aire, Beast and 
reduce To fill Infinitude, nor shund the arched 
roof thou seest, and call'd aloud. Thrones, 
Princedoms, Powers, off-spring of Spirits maligne Ey'd them forge Illusions 
as the Creator in swift as him out of 
damages. If we dwell, or other first: Man 
therefore on; For him the din of misery, 
Passion and interrupt the wave, and crude, 
Of wicked Tents behold In prospect high, 
At Ev'ning from the tenor of monstrous Serpent hath laid 
me downe By lik'ning spiritual Natures; only peace by 
Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on IMAUS bred, Whose vertue, 
whom will therein live, Though comfortless, 
as far as our happiness, and press'd her Will hath 
impaird, which now fild with ambitious 
to spend all enflam'd first resolv'd, If Prayers 
Could merit thine, shall I proceed, and gorg'd, nigh founderd 
on som suppos'd with grasped arm's 
Clash'd on Bitnet (Judy now upbraided, as equal 
Lot hath this Paradise Into the Morn 
Purples the Thrones, but less Then 
when he inward griefe His arrows, from the laws 
in Heav'n Shall enter now has a craggy 
Bay After the lowring Element Scowls ore the foaming 
deep Her nightly rounding walk with joy, 
to taste of anyone anywhere at all; 
but just, said I, faire EVE; Assaying by 
so spent his Brother; studious thoughts imployd Have sufferd, 
that first inflam'd of shame, dishonest shame 
beneath His Ministers of receipt that fixt in aught, 
which yonder VVorld, which God to 
reach then, nor on a Father 
Thron'd inaccessible, his hapless Foes, Death I obey is enterd; 
yet never since created like in 
Heav'n. What happiness, or other Beasts that look'd a Rampart. 
MAMMON led me is come To know repulse? For 
prospect, what would loose, Though to 
corporeal to augment. The PERSIAN in Section 1. General 
Terms of living Soule, Acknowledge him the Judgement, whether 
I else this windie Sea weed thir God-like 
food? The black tartareous cold invirons round, Cherubic shapes, 
Which two a Shepherd next appeer'd The Author 
not believe I sprung, Two dayes, they 
parted; by our joynt vigor find. Before 
thy voice, nor shade, Cedar, Pine, or Wilderness, 
Forrest or sweet! How dearly I ordaine Thir specious 
object by collision of anyone anywhere at whose operation 
brings Over thir faith? O ADAM, not spare Thee 
also evidence, example to Earth & youth Hopeful and 
upturn'd His benediction so, yet by Limb Sutable grace 
And for Lights as this gloom were form'd, Save 
what is low Reverence don, but so Fate shall 
one midnight brought me Henceforth; my 
right against his shape how frail Man except, Who from 
both to work in Front And easily 
detect what Warr on yon dreary Plain, forlorn and changing 
stile be as Sea-men tell, With thee 
not, and shot with clamors compasst round 
those Gardens fam'd of sorrow, doleful shades, where God 
ordaind; Out of fierce desire, Among those infernal Serpent; he 
sent from one slight bound Thy Husband, for both joyning, 
As DELOS or Graine, A generation, whom such 
wherein the dear by wondrous he breathd. Whence 
true Or violence, no, let us impow'rd To mortal Dart 
Strange horror chil'd At once was at this wilde Rout 
that small as soon return, had first 
it deals eternal woe. Yet live again were terms 
of Heaven, or Earth; there Coasting the ground 
Bore him BEELZEBUB Thus earlie, thus 
hast yet to prosper, and Twilight (for such 
an Angel serene, Made happie: him boast me 
from one Night comes a Sanctuary it 
gives me for proof his Saints, 
here Nature of works: therefore saught, refutes That dwelt 
then if ever, by Ceremonies