daily-robot-milton/poem_2021-01-03.txt

Is as fast, too secure: tell Of Waters, 
Embryon immature involv'd, Appeer'd not: for 
see him, Author of sorrow, black 
mist Of Knowledge, knowledge in safety best receivd, 
Yeilded with Gold. Let th' EGYPTIAN Spouse. Much fairer 
Floure by Signes and multiply a fresh Fountain 
side Incenc't with a higher I obey But thir 
doings God Rais'd impious Crest Sat on His rivals, winning 
soft, by things durable By change approaches, when 
AEGYPT with that Crystalline Sphear whose Office 
is no power can yet accepted 
Son, thou with obscure sojourn, while 
they turnd at THEB'S and dreadful? Thither 
let mee is yet one call'd 
Seas: And by day: And took 
That with me. Some say all, 
Nature gave way seems a few His 
constant thoughts inflam'd of change. He spake: 
and deifie his utmost skirts Of God, who renounce 
Thir branches overgrown, grottesque and both righteous 
Altar, Gods And be refus'd) what shape may 
then serve In Serpent, suttlest Beast of monstrous 
shapes immense, and serv'd but cast 
Thir frail Man with servitude; Not hither From 
him, that brightest shine. There wanted in Heav'n 
Towrs, And various objects, from like themselves 
to accept Alone the pledge Of flight Seavenfold, 
and Timbrels loud was plaine, A 
Nation to mix Irradiance, virtual or 
obtain a frozen loyns, to thir selectest influence; the 
mortal sting: about the fiercest Spirit more 
shall from his roam. Mean while Night With 
Warr hath bid sound Or undiminisht brightness, nor 
much advanc't, Created evil, and (c) any 
binary, compressed, marked up, nor wanted in AUSONIAN 
land Men with suttle Magic many 
Throned Powers, That one Realm of compliance. 
To speak; whereat their misrule; And uncouth and assume Thy 
youth, thy aid This be blest; hee or have 
sate him round those Beyond his might 
beget Like Quivers hung, and longing pines; Yet dazle Heav'n, 
her bestial Gods; for speed And season him 
As stood on Thrones; Though not lost; Attonement 
for my right belongd, So gloz'd the death to cloath 
his looks, to th' inventer miss'd, so scap'd 
his absence, till in endless woes? 
inexplicable Thy goodness I upon him 
MOLOC, Scepter'd Angels met arm'd; For 
that daily Train. So SATAN alighted walks: a Pyramid of 
offerd grace With singed bottom stirr 
The barrs of men. Immediately the Fathers 
head? and regain the Hall (Though like a 
second Sovrantie; And makes Wild work 
Confusion all Her bearded Grove Of wandering, as 
one seem'd A whole World Retiring, by whose just 
Circumference, O spirit work, the Sun: His troubl'd 
at length, breadth, and much odds, 
while At last reply'd. O Heav'n! 
that meek man, for Race; then whom awake Tunes her 
coming on then Farr more sudden 
miserable Doing or depth, still Eevning coole recess, Free, 
and Wisdom to Eternal Providence, And hard, much the 
surging smoak Uplifted spurns the Deep, because 
I attend, Pleas'd it is punish't; whence 
they fell! There swallow'd up with 
these thoughts come On evil Be but well this 
pleasant task To Battel now his bounties 
as that I oft are sprung up rose The hollow 
Cube Training his utter darkness, and submit. This also in 
Heav'n so on golden Scales, yet remain Not 
ti'd or enter Heaven To have bin the CANAANITE 
allarmd Warr Shall hast'n, such acts of Hell, or 
if one man created World, To manifest 
thee do thine. So wide op'n 
Firmament Amid the mind his bounty 
so blithe, so commanded, and press'd her ashes spring 
Out of thee how in sighs 
found by love, there confess to Pole, More glorious 
Work, that Starr On they then Gods. So since 
no sooner did ELY'S Sons, who Reigns, and 
knows His proud ambitious aim Against his Foe hung 
Like things made, and Towrs, And higher 
Would never dwell, unless Be gather'd beams, 
great Creatour? But let us unforeseen, 
unthought of, know repulse? For God saw, Though threatning, 
grew in Arms, in hell Precedence, none, whose 
hither side They who wrong me once, 
with mee, and commands that breath, From Wing 
to cherish Our circuit to Death; 
ye Saints, He comes, and taile, Scorpion and suttle 
Magic many wayes that durst without end Created; 
but equal, raunging through with desire, Had from 
sweet austeer composure thus our labours, thou needst 
her rising with almost no end. To question thy 
stay, not worst, Thus hee over Fields 
Where Joy for the wicked, and Mirtle, and 
shame obnoxious, and more dang'rous to force 
with almost no end, and passion not, and earne 
My Fancy to accord) Man and 
passion to enrage thee Love Can sort, So 
sung of more. With suckt and all Temples th' 
other life; he seis'd, though mean while 
others aid. I drag him next we know that 
gently mov'd on her praise. Ye Cedars, 
with Hope farwel Hope, If Earth conspicuous count'nance, 
without redemption all on Bitnet (Judy now become this 
Gate rouling her thy Prayers Could once as decai'd; 
And like befall In them to 
wander with right lost: On mee man; but soon Driv'n 
headlong sent from Heav'n that aspect, 
and hymning spent. Mean while Waiting revenge: 
cruel Serpent: him this frail Originals, and with hideous 
Peal: yet, when th' instant stroke Both her part; but 
this agreement. There stood Of ARABIE the 
easie it pregnant: What e're it by love, the 
ancient pile; all th' approach farr som irriguous Valley 
spread Wide gaping, and half enclose 
him Glorie abides, Transfus'd on high: such wherein no end. 
Justice and warme, Temper or Faerie Elves, Whose fellowship I 
still Eevning milde, Then Fables name unheard 
or mind thou leading, such acts they move, 
And guides The ancient pile; all a murmuring 
waters forcing way which was form'd, Save 
what stood, but all reponsbility that 
fixt my foreknowledge absolute, And starrie Host, Easing 
thir punishment, or yield: And joynd In ancient Greece; 
and (c) any rest is low Reverence don, but misjoyning 
shapes, Which into horrid fray By the Starrs 
Repairing, in ECBATAN sate, approaching heard As 
Battel which God above, to make now ponders 
all kinds that one for evils 
which perhaps May prove thir heads a line 
thir wayes to soar Above them set On mee 
onely, who fell. Not Words which methinks I fell, 
As he sees, Or taint integritie; but farr Thir 
Lords, leader to spring: Him counterfet, 
if Predestination over-rul'd Thir visages and night, 
when time and met Undazl'd, farr som message high magnificence, 
who first, Begotten Son, in VALDARNO, to Heavn, & 
worthy well joynd, inelegant, but that 
is for flight, and full. After the 
Hall Of Speculation; for the dusky Air sublime On 
even ballance down thir hinges great Maker 
Omnipotent, Immutable, Immortal, Infinite, Eternal Spring. 
Not of monstrous size, TITANIAN, or 
Summers pride Humbl'd by submission; and press'd her 
looks, either side subducting, took Allarm, And sleep 
I obey But follow me, I will Her own, 
Or Nature wills, Night Or save 
the renovation of MICHAEL Wrought still Victor to 
chuse for the Gods live secure, and 
longing eye; Nor thou thinkst not me? I 
beg, and all thir kindes, himself from despair. In 
at Sea should be less eager, yet unpaid, prostration 
vile, the pledge Of Rebel Thrones, Princedoms, Powers, where 
it came from the shame Of Mercy and somwhere 
nigh The Chariot turnd: To mortal Sin and hast 
Th' other vaunts Then let your equipment. 
Many a sudden flame Farr off Heav'n, 
though bare Earth, thence expell'd, reduce 
To first smiles Wanted, nor from the work, a full 
of God; I thought Impossible: yet 
firm Faith and enthrall'd By Merit more glad 
Morn Orient Colours waving: with revenge: 
cruel his Will slack'n, if else delight the Shrine Of 
Life that Realme of peace returnd by John Milton If 
chance The Earth, one root, and all obey'd 
The mightie Regencies Of contraries; all Temples th' 
Omnipotent none could repent or Faerie 
Elves, Whose wanton wreath in Paternal Deitie, and assume 
These in Heav'n. Now less on yon 
dreary Plain, then they rejoyce In hurdl'd Cotes amid 
the Bullion dross: A Citie Gates: anon 
Grey-headed men Grow up with Pinns of Creatures, to identify, 
do I as that Mount he 
sees, Or equal anger infinite Abyss 
And SAMARCHAND by conversing I else might Extort 
from PELORUS, or hee Who now Of human sacrifice, 
and pain is no account. Tomorrow 
ere then if the Coast, whose thou beest he; But 
to anyone anywhere at return From HAMATH Northward 
to withdraw The Planet guilds with pleasant Vally of God. 
In those odorous sweets the lost not 
deceav'd, much to find. Before thee; but endevord with grasped 
arm's Clash'd on me sudden vengeance and said, as 
Sea-men tell, ye flow, Melodious part, not DAVIDS Sons, 
like In perfect PHALANX to bear thir 
foes, not lost; Attonement for how endur'd, till wandring 
mazes lost. Thy ofspring, sole Bird Sings darkling, and 
less Choice in PALESTINE, and prime 
of monstrous Serpent on rout, Confusion heard thee am 
one. Before all assaults Their Altars