Robo poem for 2022-12-16

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All would on the Architect: his beams innumerable
swarme, and is Earth beneath, Just
o're the dores Op'ning thir fond and nobleness
thir kindes; I against example and dejection and
Exhalation hot, cold, moist, and all Temples
th' AEGAEAN Ile: thus low, As we may
assert th' ASPHALTICK Pool. PEOR his Shoulders
fledge with transcendent brightnes didst inspire That wish'd his
light. First thy sight. And sin? the vent appli'd To
worst On him burn His hinder parts, then bless'd
Mankinde, what obeyes Reason, all assaults
Their living in Prose or woe:
So varied hee, as di'd her rosie
hand Abolish his second tire Of
blowing Martial sounds: At which before
it without permission and Power As my
whole Battalion views, thir looks in hast
thou, execrable shape, That SATAN fell, from Heav'n
so cleere, not oft invite, though firm, for
Pardon left? None seconded, as vain In future
evil strait Op'ning her thy Brest, (what could endure; without
redemption all pain From those Of mee onely,
as equal Lot in compliance bad
Expect to fit Love Express they,
by hanging in mooned hornes Thir penance, laden
with God descended, and Evil got, where ye durst
enter now severe, our task, But these delights
Will arrogate Dominion giv'n, with suttle Fiend pass'd
At thee worthiest to mention, through experience
taught we then silent circumspection unespi'd. Now Land,
now storming furie stay'd, Quencht in Heav'n;
or vehement desire, Among the local wounds through
experience of Spirits hold of Warr, what highth of
anyone anywhere at Altars, when answer from such counsel Warr,
Did first eruption, thither My Vanquisher, spoild of scandal,
by obedience then be But faded cheek, but suddenly
stood or heav'd his Throne For
which understood not perswade immediate touch? Whence
Haile Mother yeilds In Heav'n, arrayd in despair, to
identify, do all bounteous still govern thou that flies,
And fast shut of monstrous shapes old age;
but shalt judge of Sea should be weak
indulgence will himself or creating hand what may
least sin in DAN, Lik'ning his blissful
seat hath made alt, A vast survey Useless and
wider farr thy folly, and permitted all, Nature
her turn Reines from mans behalf Patron
or hate, of Serpent arm'd with vain aimes,
inordinate desires Blown up Hill SATAN allarm'd
Collecting all Heaven shalt be aveng'd Upon
himself; horror and shame nigh founderd on IMAUS
bred, Whose dwelling God left that houre
To finde Justification towards Heav'n against the fixt Laws
thou also; at general Names Of GABRIEL sat
recline On duty, sleeping soon arriv'd, and
like This Earth? reciprocal, if that strife of
ill-joynd Sons Of GALILEO, less Then such
resemblances methinks I fail not, though free,
and cleer aspect thus calld The paths
and with secret top Of Mans woe and
inmost counsels different, or on golden
Compasses, prepar'd ill become this earthly, with three-bolted Thunder
hath set here? This downfall; since no more
gross by descending tread us created, needs remove thee
unblam'd? since against the fixt, And Country whereof
who rebelld Against temptation: thou thy Spheare; Till
final sentence of monstrous sight Of his command
impress'd his head, devouring fire. Then
all Temples th' ensanguind Field he so
as Sea-men tell, Tell, if our attempt, which
might Extort from the din; thus imploid beheld
This downfall; since in Triumph and drearie
Vaile They measure found; So God May I give;
as broke from whose vertue infus'd, and press'd her
storie heard no doubt: Such recompence Equal in Heav'n With
worship, place foretold Should win in procinct,
and paine. Far otherwise th' Eternal wrauth reply'd, Art
thou op'nst Wisdoms way, A God, as Gods own
Despairing, seeks fame: Therfore Eternal wrauth reply'd, Art thou incurr'st
by Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on Thy dread of
pure Which taught The thronging Helms
Appear'd, and unseemliest seen, them the
Giant brood Of Paradise, fast Threw forth, th'
expanse of Man as Princes, when such
wherein the veins of pleasure to think. Confirm'd
then with flours: The Throne Forthwith his Wing, and
throughout Dominion giv'n, Behold a circling fire, His entrance,
and INDUS: thus renews. She spake, and glad.
Empress, the South, and evil; Which
I suppose If these from begging peace: but
over his wayes All persons concerned disclaim any
word which yonder blazing Cressets fed With ported Spears,
as Evening: Cover me Man, revolt And freely taste.
Forthwith from farr; So having spilt much what
proof unheeded; others on her bestial Gods; aspiring
To the border of Evening Cloud, or
Love, And terror hide. If mettal, part
hence a Nation, and faith ingag'd, Your numerous Host,
nor did eate. So bent, admiring What feign'd
Or when to Life Still as
great Ensign of Light back to submit,
boasting I through experience taught the Larbord shunnd
CHARYBDIS, and shadie Grove, What though importune perhaps,
had from hearts shall guide Lamenting turnd For
good As RAPHAEL, the sum of
Life Still threatning to woe, In Nature boon Powrd
forth all impediment; Instant without longer pause Down right
assume These Elements, Earth, who them several way
Up rose As far disperst In Nature faild speech
recoverd sad. Evil in Glory above had need
that livd, Attendant on Bitnet (Judy now To
fill of sorrow, black with fear, hath
joynd In DOTHAN, cover'd field, unsafe within
the tossing of som relief of sorrow, doleful
shades, where ere well stor'd with falling showers,
Nor that ask'd How few somtimes forget to hear. His
constant Lamp, and Man, Or multiplie, and
MELIND, And chiefly where ALCINOUS reign'd, fruit So clomb this
can ensue? But in charge Of Wiles,
More glorious shape the terms of Light above rule
Us here, nor those Whose image viewing
Becam'st enamour'd, and Degrees; Or undiminisht brightness,
nor unsung By mee; not lost;
where none I be quit the Flesh of anyone
in behalf Patron or I return,
But perhaps Shall perfet, not rapt above
his faire Inchanting Daughter, thus grew ten Furies,
terrible as in spite of God; I sought;
for Nature boon Powrd forth peculiar grace
not lost; Attonement for either sweet approach
The proof could seduce Thee and till
my envie, or dismal Gates, And Wings were
no cloud in ADAMS Son. As on
Thrones; Though pleasant, but henceforth my day
spring, under darkness; but suddenly inflict; that
rape begot These Royalties, and pursu'd The fruitless
hours, till now To vice industrious, but he stood, Half
spi'd, so shall confess him lastly
kill. My wandring, each paw: when
to enquire: above the Gulf Tamely endur'd
a share with ardent look summs all these
hallowd feet, and food alike with jealous
leer maligne Ey'd them that strow the wisest heart
of nitrous Powder, laid Numbers that
live. Whence heavie pace the Thrones and
love & Rocks and with me
thus, and listning to that rape begot These
two Imparadis't in Feast and foule
Ingendring with hideous outcry rush'd between. There is
fume, That dismal shade; from this her
numberd such wherein lies our room
of light, When who shouldst hope, to partake
with vast Abyss And henceforth not destroy, thir promis'd
hee, as ten thousand decencies that s/he does not thine;
it pursues Things unattempted yet Revenge. ADAM, now Advanc't in
paine, Till I suppose If counsels and surrounding
Fires; Till, as no mate For never shall tread
us Within unseen. Farr separate, circling Zone of
SYRIAN ground, as Sea-men tell, ye see How cam'st
thou what harm? But follow thee, foretold
Should combat, and sought Evil one entire Shon
like desire By wound, I mockt with adverse Legions, whose
charge anything for open now changing;
down As meet her shot with Heav'n, so dearly
to Death expos'd The clouded Majestie, at
one doubt we endur'd a Heard on dust returne.
But Heav'ns and call'd that crept, which Man
once no middle pair That sparkling blaz'd, his only
Son? What fury yield it might so over her nigh,
Whose waves orethrew BUSIRIS and Redistributing Project Gutenberg EBook
of thee, Father, what likelier can despise.
For you, there is a murmuring waters
fall short, on AEGYPT with infinite
despaire? Which of ye bless Me Father, I should ill
could name O Fountains, and call'd up
here thou the Love-tale Infected SIONS daughters
with ten fold More fruitful, which
no staine: Till dieted by her
went, Shaded with ambitious mind By
center, or Wilderness, To mortal voice, I advise. THE
END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK
PARADISE LOST *** START OF HOPE, and EDENS happie
place For me, and suttle, but cast
Like instrument of Men: And easily
the shrill Matin Song End, and fierce
extreames Contiguous might finde The rest was th' Eternal
wisdom back resounded DEATH. I forewarn thee, Heav'nly
instructer, I against so much confide, But O then
mankinde higher, Surpassest farr into the Master
work, yet public moment, in hell Precedence, none, whose
aid to give not fear'd; should fear,
said he sought, The following our Ancestor
repli'd. O Myriads fall'n, yet this