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16 <h1>William Blake
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24 5: Till Covet broke his locks
& bars.
<br />
25 And slept with open doors:
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26 Envy sung at the rich mans feast:
<br />
27 Wrath was follow'd up and down
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28 By a little ewe lamb
<br />
29 And Wantonness on his own true love
<br />
30 Begot a giant race:
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32 6: Raging furious the flames of desire
<br />
33 Ran thro' heaven
& earth, living flames
<br />
34 Intelligent, organiz'd; arm'd
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35 With destruction
& plagues. In the midst
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36 <a href=
"http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/object.xq?objectid=b-los.a.illbk.03&java=no">The Eternal Prophet
</a> bound in a chain
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37 Compell'd to watch Urizens shadow
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39 7: Rag'd with curses
& sparkles of fury
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40 Round the flames roll as Los hurls his chains
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41 Mounting up from his fury, condens'd
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42 Rolling round
& round, mounting on high
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43 Into vacuum: into non-entity.
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44 Where nothing was! dash'd wide apart
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45 His feet stamp the eternal fierce-raging
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46 Rivers of wide flame; they roll round
<br />
47 And round on all sides making their way
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48 Into darkness and shadowy obscurity
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52 Unwilling I look up to heaven! unwilling count the stars!
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53 Sitting in fathomless abyss of my immortal shrine.
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54 I sieze their burning power
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55 And bring forth howling terrors, all devouring fiery kings.
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57 Devouring
& devoured roaming on dark and desolate mountains
<br />
58 In
<a href=
"http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/object.xq?objectid=europe.b.illbk.04&java=no">forests of eternal death
</a>, shrieking in hollow trees.
<br />
59 Ah mother Enitharmon!
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60 Stamp not with solid form this vig'rous progeny of fires.
<br />
62 I bring forth from my teeming bosom myriads of flames.
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63 And thou dost stamp them with a signet, then they roam abroad
<br />
64 And leave me void as death;
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65 Ah! I am drown'd in shady woe, and visionary joy.
<br />
67 And who shall bind the infinite with an eternal band?
<br />
68 To compass it with swaddling bands? and who shall cherish it
<br />
69 With milk and honey?
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70 I see it smile
& I roll inward
& my voice is past.
<br />
74 For in the depths of Albions bosom in the eastern heaven,
<br />
75 They sound the clarions strong! they chain the howling Captives!
<br />
76 They cast the lots into the helmet; they give the oath of blood in Lambeth
<br />
77 They vote the death of Luvah,
& they naild him to Albions Tree in Bath:
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78 They staind him with poisonous blue, they inwove him in cruel roots
<br />
79 To die a death of Six thousand years bound round with vegetation
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80 <a href=
"http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/object.xq?objectid=jerusalem.e.illbk.65&java=no">The sun was black
</a> & the moon rolld a useless globe thro Britain!
<br />
84 At last when desperation almost tore his heart in twain
<br />
85 He recollected an old Prophecy in Eden recorded,
<br />
86 And often sung to the loud harp at the immortal feasts
<br />
87 That Milton of the Land of Albion should up ascend
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88 Forwards from Ulro from the Vale of Felpham; and set free
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89 Orc from his Chain of Jealousy, he started at the thought
<br />
90 And down descended into Udan-Adan; it was night:
<br />
91 And Satan sat sleeping upon his Couch in Udan Adan:
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92 His Spectre slept, his Shadow woke: when one sleeps th'other wakes
<br />
94 But Milton entering my Foot: I saw in the nether
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95 Regions of the Imagination; also all men on Earth,
<br />
96 And all in Heaven, saw in the nether regions of the Imagination
<br />
97 In Ulro beneath Beulah, the vast breach of Miltons descent.
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98 But I knew not that it was Milton, for man cannot know
<br />
99 What passes in his members till periods of Space
& Time
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100 Reveal the secrets of Etenity: for more extensive
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101 Than any other earthly things, are Mans earthly lineaments.
<br />
103 And all this
<a href=
"http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/object.xq?objectid=milton.a.illbk.19&java=no">Vegetable World
</a> appeard on my left Foot,
<br />
104 As a bright sandal formd immortal of precious stones
& gold:
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105 I stooped down
& bound it on to walk forward thro' Eternity.
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109 Ephraim calld out to Zion: Awake O Brother Mountain
<br />
110 Let us refuse the Plow
& Spade, the heavy Roller
& spiked
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111 Harrow. burn all these Corn fields. throw down all these fences
<br />
112 Fattend on Human blood
& drunk with wine of life is better far
<br />
113 Than all these labours of the harvest
& the vintage. See the river
<br />
114 Red with the blood of Men. swells lustful round my rocky knees
<br />
115 My clouds are not the clouds of verdant fields
& groves of fruit
<br />
116 But Clouds of Human Souls. my nostrils drink the lives of Men
<br />
117 The Villages Lament. they faint outstretchd upon the plain
<br />
118 Wailing runs round the Valleys from the Mill
& from the Barn
<br />
119 But most the polishd Palaces dark silent bow with dreadt
<br />
120 Hiding their books
& pictures. underneath the dens of Earth
<br />
121 The Cities send to one another saying My sons are Mad
<br />
122 With wine of cruelty. Let us plat a Scourge O Sister City
<br />
123 Children are nourishd for the Slaughter; once the Child was fed
<br />
124 With Milk; but wherefore now are Children fed with blood
<br />
125 The Horse is of more value than the Man. The Tyger fierce
<br />
126 Laughs at the Human form. the Lion mocks
& thirsts for blood
<br />
127 They cry O Spider spread thy web! Enlarge thy bones
& fill'd
<br />
128 With marrow. sinews
& flesh Exalt thyself attain a voice
<br />
129 Call to thy dark armd hosts, for all the sons of Men muster together
<br />
130 To desolate their cities! Man shall be no more! Awake O Hosts
<br />
131 The bow string sang upon the hills! Luvah
& Vala ride
<br />
132 Triumphant in the bloody sky.
& the Human form is no more
<br />
133 The listning Stars heard,
& the first beam of the morning started back
<br />
134 He cried out to his Father, depart! depart! but sudden Siez'd
<br />
135 And clad in steel.
& his Horse proudly neighd; he smelt the battle
<br />
136 Afar off, Rushing back, reddning with rage the Mighty Father
<br />
137 Siezd his bright Sheephook studded with gems
& gold, he Swung it round
<br />
138 His head shrill sounding in the sky, down rushd the Sun with noise
<br />
139 Of war, The Mountains fled away they sought a place beneath
<br />
140 Vala remaind in desarts of dark solitude. nor Sun nor Moon
<br />
141 By night nor day to comfort her, she labourd in thick smoke
<br />
142 Tharmas endurd not, he fled howling. then a barren waste sunk
<br />
143 Conglobing in the dark confusion, Mean time Los was born
<br />
144 And Thou O Enitharmon! Hark I hear the hammers of Los
<br />
145 They melt the bones of Vala,
& the bones of Luvah into wedges
<br />
146 The innumerable sons
& daughters of Luvah closd in furnaces
<br />
147 Melt into furrows. winter blows his bellows: ice
& Snow
<br />
148 Tend the dire anvils. Mountains mourn
& Rivers faint
& fail
<br />
149 There is no City nor Corn-field nor Orchard! all is Rock
& Sand
<br />
150 There is no Sun nor Moon nor Star. but rugged wintry rocks
<br />
151 Justling together in the void suspended by inward fires
<br />
152 Impatience now no longer can endure. Distracted Luvah
<br />
153 Bursting forth from the loins of Enitharmon, Thou fierce Terror
<br />
154 Go howl in vain, Smite Smite his fetters Smite O wintry hammers
<br />
155 Smite Spectre of Urthona, mock the fiend who drew us down
<br />
156 From heavens of joy into this Deep. Now rage but rage in vain
<br />
157 Thus Sang the
<a href=
"http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/erdman.xq?id=b2.3#top">Demons of the Deep
</a>.
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