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 
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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