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13 <h1>William Blake</h1>
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21 5: Till Covet broke his locks &amp; bars.<br />
22 And slept with open doors:<br />
23 Envy sung at the rich mans feast:<br />
24 Wrath was follow'd up and down<br />
25 By a little ewe lamb<br />
26 And Wantonness on his own true love<br />
27 Begot a giant race:<br />
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29 6: Raging furious the flames of desire<br />
30 Ran thro' heaven &amp; earth, living flames<br />
31 Intelligent, organiz'd; arm'd<br />
32 With destruction &amp; plagues. In the midst<br />
33 <a href="http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/object.xq?objectid=b-los.a.illbk.03&amp;java=no">The Eternal Prophet</a> bound in a chain<br />
34 Compell'd to watch Urizens shadow<br />
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36 7: Rag'd with curses &amp; sparkles of fury<br />
37 Round the flames roll as Los hurls his chains<br />
38 Mounting up from his fury, condens'd<br />
39 Rolling round &amp; round, mounting on high<br />
40 Into vacuum: into non-entity.<br />
41 Where nothing was! dash'd wide apart<br />
42 His feet stamp the eternal fierce-raging<br />
43 Rivers of wide flame; they roll round<br />
44 And round on all sides making their way<br />
45 Into darkness and shadowy obscurity<br />
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49 Unwilling I look up to heaven! unwilling count the stars!<br />
50 Sitting in fathomless abyss of my immortal shrine.<br />
51 I sieze their burning power<br />
52 And bring forth howling terrors, all devouring fiery kings.<br />
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54 Devouring &amp; devoured roaming on dark and desolate mountains<br />
55 In <a href="http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/object.xq?objectid=europe.b.illbk.04&amp;java=no">forests of eternal death</a>, shrieking in hollow trees.<br />
56 Ah mother Enitharmon!<br />
57 Stamp not with solid form this vig'rous progeny of fires.<br />
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59 I bring forth from my teeming bosom myriads of flames.<br />
60 And thou dost stamp them with a signet, then they roam abroad<br />
61 And leave me void as death;<br />
62 Ah! I am drown'd in shady woe, and visionary joy.<br />
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64 And who shall bind the infinite with an eternal band?<br />
65 To compass it with swaddling bands? and who shall cherish it<br />
66 With milk and honey?<br />
67 I see it smile &amp; I roll inward &amp; my voice is past.<br />
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71 For in the depths of Albions bosom in the eastern heaven,<br />
72 They sound the clarions strong! they chain the howling Captives!<br />
73 They cast the lots into the helmet; they give the oath of blood in Lambeth<br />
74 They vote the death of Luvah, &amp; they naild him to Albions Tree in Bath:<br />
75 They staind him with poisonous blue, they inwove him in cruel roots<br />
76 To die a death of Six thousand years bound round with vegetation<br />
77 <a href="http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/object.xq?objectid=jerusalem.e.illbk.65&amp;java=no">The sun was black</a> &amp; the moon rolld a useless globe thro Britain!<br />
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81 At last when desperation almost tore his heart in twain<br />
82 He recollected an old Prophecy in Eden recorded,<br />
83 And often sung to the loud harp at the immortal feasts<br />
84 That Milton of the Land of Albion should up ascend<br />
85 Forwards from Ulro from the Vale of Felpham; and set free<br />
86 Orc from his Chain of Jealousy, he started at the thought<br />
87 And down descended into Udan-Adan; it was night:<br />
88 And Satan sat sleeping upon his Couch in Udan Adan:<br />
89 His Spectre slept, his Shadow woke: when one sleeps th'other wakes<br />
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91 But Milton entering my Foot: I saw in the nether<br />
92 Regions of the Imagination; also all men on Earth,<br />
93 And all in Heaven, saw in the nether regions of the Imagination<br />
94 In Ulro beneath Beulah, the vast breach of Miltons descent.<br />
95 But I knew not that it was Milton, for man cannot know<br />
96 What passes in his members till periods of Space &amp; Time<br />
97 Reveal the secrets of Etenity: for more extensive<br />
98 Than any other earthly things, are Mans earthly lineaments.<br />
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100 And all this <a href="http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/object.xq?objectid=milton.a.illbk.19&amp;java=no">Vegetable World</a> appeard on my left Foot,<br />
101 As a bright sandal formd immortal of precious stones &amp; gold:<br />
102 I stooped down &amp; bound it on to walk forward thro' Eternity.<br />
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106 Ephraim calld out to Zion: Awake O Brother Mountain<br />
107 Let us refuse the Plow &amp; Spade, the heavy Roller &amp; spiked<br />
108 Harrow. burn all these Corn fields. throw down all these fences<br />
109 Fattend on Human blood &amp; drunk with wine of life is better far<br />
110 Than all these labours of the harvest &amp; the vintage. See the river<br />
111 Red with the blood of Men. swells lustful round my rocky knees<br />
112 My clouds are not the clouds of verdant fields &amp; groves of fruit<br />
113 But Clouds of Human Souls. my nostrils drink the lives of Men<br />
114 The Villages Lament. they faint outstretchd upon the plain<br />
115 Wailing runs round the Valleys from the Mill &amp; from the Barn<br />
116 But most the polishd Palaces dark silent bow with dreadt<br />
117 Hiding their books &amp; pictures. underneath the dens of Earth<br />
118 The Cities send to one another saying My sons are Mad<br />
119 With wine of cruelty. Let us plat a Scourge O Sister City<br />
120 Children are nourishd for the Slaughter; once the Child was fed<br />
121 With Milk; but wherefore now are Children fed with blood<br />
122 The Horse is of more value than the Man. The Tyger fierce<br />
123 Laughs at the Human form. the Lion mocks &amp; thirsts for blood<br />
124 They cry O Spider spread thy web! Enlarge thy bones &amp; fill'd<br />
125 With marrow. sinews &amp; flesh Exalt thyself attain a voice<br />
126 Call to thy dark armd hosts, for all the sons of Men muster together<br />
127 To desolate their cities! Man shall be no more! Awake O Hosts<br />
128 The bow string sang upon the hills! Luvah &amp; Vala ride<br />
129 Triumphant in the bloody sky. &amp; the Human form is no more<br />
130 The listning Stars heard, &amp; the first beam of the morning started back<br />
131 He cried out to his Father, depart! depart! but sudden Siez'd<br />
132 And clad in steel. &amp; his Horse proudly neighd; he smelt the battle<br />
133 Afar off, Rushing back, reddning with rage the Mighty Father<br />
134 Siezd his bright Sheephook studded with gems &amp; gold, he Swung it round<br />
135 His head shrill sounding in the sky, down rushd the Sun with noise<br />
136 Of war, The Mountains fled away they sought a place beneath<br />
137 Vala remaind in desarts of dark solitude. nor Sun nor Moon<br />
138 By night nor day to comfort her, she labourd in thick smoke<br />
139 Tharmas endurd not, he fled howling. then a barren waste sunk<br />
140 Conglobing in the dark confusion, Mean time Los was born<br />
141 And Thou O Enitharmon! Hark I hear the hammers of Los<br />
142 They melt the bones of Vala, &amp; the bones of Luvah into wedges<br />
143 The innumerable sons &amp; daughters of Luvah closd in furnaces<br />
144 Melt into furrows. winter blows his bellows: ice &amp; Snow<br />
145 Tend the dire anvils. Mountains mourn &amp; Rivers faint &amp; fail<br />
146 There is no City nor Corn-field nor Orchard! all is Rock &amp; Sand<br />
147 There is no Sun nor Moon nor Star. but rugged wintry rocks<br />
148 Justling together in the void suspended by inward fires<br />
149 Impatience now no longer can endure. Distracted Luvah<br />
150 Bursting forth from the loins of Enitharmon, Thou fierce Terror<br />
151 Go howl in vain, Smite Smite his fetters Smite O wintry hammers<br />
152 Smite Spectre of Urthona, mock the fiend who drew us down<br />
153 From heavens of joy into this Deep. Now rage but rage in vain<br />
154 Thus Sang the <a href="http://www.blakearchive.org/exist/blake/archive/erdman.xq?id=b2.3#top">Demons of the Deep</a>.<br /></p>
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