The Acrostic Paradise Lost by John Milton and Terrance Lindall

“Shining fair out of thy head I sprung and
Amazement seiz’d all the host of angels.
I pleased with attractive graces and in
Darkness thou soon took’st joy with me.”
“My womb ere long conceived a growing burden.
At last this odious offspring my entrails tore and
He, my inbred enemy, forth issued and in
Embraces forcible and foul begot in
Mee these yelling monsters whom you see…”
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