Robo poem for 2024-05-06

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 All AUTUMN thwarts the Devil met Solid or 
 TREBISOND, Or with coole ZEPHYR, and EDENS happie places 
 thou what sufferd, that fell By which we send, 
 The fruitless hours, till inundation rise Of a sequent 
 King, whose fault? Whose Bed is low 
 With Heav'ns bounds Proportiond to will, dispos'd by GRECIAN 
 Kings, Learn how gird the Spie, 
 With his eye, and Pinnacles adornd, Which we send, 
 The latter: for God Most glorious, and 
 through midst thus ZEPHON, with matter of 
 dark Ended rejoycing in other bore 
 Semblance of tasting those above them askance, and 
 rather double how farr be thine owne. Because the 
 Cross By that thou spok'n as 
 onely in Triumph high above his 
 Maker; no fear What e're Thrive under a 
 guide the fields revive, though sad, 
 Depopulation; thee from Hell, and involve, done to 
 sight Of right, Had to Couch; 
 And dust and with jaculation dire, 
 CERASTES hornd, HYDRUS, and apprehended nothing loath; 
 Flours a superior Spirits immortal Spirits, yet large 
 bestow From him, plung'd in Heav'n Ill for never 
 will not slow, Who seekes To mortal combat 
 or BACTRIAN Sophi from Flesh of 
 monstrous size, TITANIAN, or from sin in PALESTINE, and 
 Soule, Acknowledge him due by so far 
 Exceeded human, rational, though bright: If so lov'd, 
 thy advise or responsive each Clime; else enjoy'd 
 In sad to Serpents all Her 
 bearded Grove Of contraries; all these thy 
 Enemies, or lest was worse. What reinforcement we 
 live, Though for Maistrie, and find 
 such massacher Make they slept Fannd with me thy folly, 
 and one whole Battalion views, thir Shields in 
 Love Express they, the dire Snake and shout, return'd 
 them to submit or Suffering: but custody severe, our 
 image, Man as not allow Omnipotence to 
 swift with vain designe New troubles; him prime 
 end Neerer to submit or thou 
 sit with speed, And therefore as fast, too 
 secure of GREECE to adorn His 
 presence hid metallic Ore, The happy 
 seat hath bestowd Worlds, Into thee 
 rais'd Their living Saphirs: HESPERUS that grow About 
 them in spight of lost Went all these appear'd Less 
 hardie as built by Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on 
 Bitnet (Judy now unpeopl'd, and alterd stile, 
 Speech Wanted not back on swift wings, 
 and passion tost, Thus God ever new 
 Receive new world, whom they rejoyce In motion 
 we sleep: All knees to dewy Eve, 
 A Nation to arrive The Tawnie 
 Lion, pawing to ask ye, and Pine, and longing 
 pines; Yet thence the eare, and 
 builds her look down unseen Wing to transform Oft times 
 the fee as unclean. Produced by whose 
 hither bring. O Friends, why not? som better reason, 
 and staind, And flutterd into the Son, 
 Amidst as great Warr, we have, 
 who desir'st The silent stood yet unwounded Enemies, 
 That equal rage Deliberate valour breath'd, firm brimstone, and 
 consultation will And ore the will hear, see, 
 Will reign Over the silent, Morn solemniz'd the 
 true allegiance, constant mind Foreseeing or with contrition in 
 silence to thee is past, soon inspir'd With solemn 
 touches, troubl'd thoughts, Vain glorious, in narrow room 
 in it so, since easier to tell how dear, 
 and bold, Far round Invested with permission of 
 monstrous size, TITANIAN, or toy Of sorrow Shalt 
 in hell Precedence, none, That space the 
 Sea: part single imperfection, and wider farr remov'd VVhich 
 grew fast they sat, by strength, or 
 to man, Under thy advise him Findes 
 no more; Yet willingly thou took'st With 
 Opal Towrs to reascend, Though of Heavens thou 
 thir awe of this eBook, complying with anyone. For 
 Spirits arm'd Hath emptied Heav'n, into terrour chang'd 
 his verdure clad In our number heard) Chariots 
 and rested not, being Threatens him, plung'd in 
 every Bolt and with triple steel. Another part propos'd: 
 for Dayes, and fell'd Squadrons and 
 Art Of Creatures new eBooks, unless we would 
 on light; when BELLONA storms, With hundreds 
 and press'd her white wings outspread Dove-like 
 satst brooding on Bitnet (Judy now 
 his Shoulders fledge with Man fall'n. Yet 
 to th' Arch-fiend reply'd. O Myriads fall'n, I embold'nd 
 spake, ambrosial fragrance fill'd With other 
 party distributing Project Gutenberg is as in Bondage, nor 
 the cash Of charming tones, that warble, 
 as an Organ from SYRIAN ground, under the smaller 
 Birds thir shapes and pain Torments 
 him; round I seduc'd them stood for nothing 
 merited, nor shun'd; And craze thir appetite, 
 least We can know, Forbids us down from Heav'n 
 With suckt and honour rise; Least thou 
 lost, mee then, mee Interpret for Fate, Too well 
 thy glorie thou profoundest Hell Roaming to 
 execute What wonder? when most is Hell, say first 
 thir sex not lost; Evil got, where ere the Aire: 
 So farr less eager, yet not SATAN 
 allarm'd Collecting all assaults Their great deliverer, who liv'd; 
 nor uninformd Of us when most conspicuous, when 
 hollow Rocks retain The lowest end our condition, 
 thus retir'd. Which when to help sustaind? 
 Let her Husbands hand was In Heav'n so thick and 
 stately growth though bare strand, While the hour 
 No less assur'd, without redemption all 
 things, who agree to officiate light Shadowie sets them furder 
 woe in Peace. The dry Land hereafter from 
 every Beast, Bird, that Hill not Time, though 
 immortal: But O Son, in vain, Matter 
 unform'd and ETERNAL NIGHT, I soon th' Eternal 
 King; all external things, The Birds 
 on himself or Earth fill'd each Had not her 
 looks, words, that Starr In Fruit she deserts thee 
 yet extends to do what ere Death with 
 friend with deep world Of things proceed, and quench his 
 Enemies thir Gods, and drearie Vaile They who 
 best societie, And vengeance Arme again were abasht, and 
 Mires, & Whom fli'st thou? whom hast 
 been refusd Those Notes to dewy Eve, A 
 nice Art they drink, and passion 
 not, Whether to stay, Rose, and remote From 
 PANEAS the green Stood fixt Laws 
 and bless'd them, th' occasion pass Without my 
 revenge, Accurst, and deerest amitie. Thou sever not; 
 shee with black GEHENNA call'd, whose 
 hither thrust me laid Numbers that rape begot 
 These bounties as creation first at Altars, when the 
 cold infernal pit I suppose If steep, through 
 experience of electronic work, or degrade thine eye not giv'n: 
 He spake: and shame Among innumerable 
 Starrs, and all I see In wealth and remembrest what 
 state reserv'd? For Man, these sons of Glorie in 
 fears and a small donations to serve 
 ungovern'd appetite, and flours; where stood behind, 
 Whose waves of Man from Eternitie, dwelt then they 
 sprung Upon his Helme, gripe fast Threw forth, 
 though this heavie curse, SERVANT OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG 
 EBOOK PARADISE LOST *** START OF SERVANTS, on me 
 set? Among the deep: So dreadful Dart; 
 what Hellish hate, And practis'd distances to 
 will be peace, Said then Death with me. Thus 
 farr to Eternal eye, but soon Driv'n 
 headlong to Hell: Better to correspond with clamors 
 compasst round Those two; the Foundation ("the Foundation" 
 or since he drew they may, accept 
 Alone th' Ethereal Sons. Our being naked, 
 and shame Among innumerable boughs each Band 
 The Mountain Pines, With Tresses discompos'd, 
 and from those numerous ofspring; if ever, by 
 whose sight all Temples th' AEGAEAN Ile: thus began. 
 If it self am wont, of anyone anywhere 
 at mine Eyes, she went; and blazing 
 with heart or once heard the ranks 
 ascend Up to what doubt To spiritual Creatures 
 wanting power hostility and green: Those were the 
 window climbes, or re-use it away or seat 
 That thou to transform Oft in Ice 
 Thir Kings, Or open sight Of easie 
 then; Th' undaunted Fiend Walk'd up 
 so we then? Say first, for 
 lost. Thy Empire? easily outdone By death 
 Is heard Celestial voices sweet, Built like which 
 follows dignity, might have besides, vaulted with boastful Argument 
 Heroic Race bin warnd Thir government, and all these 
 The goodly Tree there yet thou canst 
 redeeme, Thir freedom, they hear what ere this dire 
 hiss of EDEN which op'nd my Father, 
 what compulsion and all use hangs on the signe 
 Of Wiles, More fruitful, which tends to accord) 
 Man Thy eye-lids? and involve, done Before 
 all who intends to tell Of secondarie 
 hands, by Judy Boss eng003@zeus.unomaha.edu on me, of God; 
 I espi'd thee, and ample spaces, 
 o're the Project Gutenberg is thought? Accuse not lost; 
 Evil be yet well, how is then 
 Farr off From Earth yeelds, Varietie without to do they 
 Breathing united force with us here below Philosophers in 
 our days work, Least with fruit surcharg'd, Deigns 
 none appeerd, From use, For never seek, And 
 Fruit she took; And ACCARON and Beast that Crystalline 
 Sphear whose fruitful of Heav'ns all-powerful 
 King besmear'd with God, are outside of seeming 
 pure, Not mind And calculate the 
 Smuttie graine With featherd maile Skie-tinctur'd grain. Like 
 distant foe, Though wide, enclos'd, Pattern of place: 
 Now Dragon grown, I feel, Or 
 all things, Abominable, inutterable, and Soule, Acknowledge 
 him SATAN spake, and gentle dumb expression bright, Chariots 
 rag'd; dire Arms? yet well, in fears and 
 therein live, though just