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without the Universal Man. The daughters of Beulah follow sleepers în all their Dreams, Creating spaces, lest they fall into Eternal death. The Circle of Destiny complete, they gave to it a space, And nam'd the space Ulro, & brooded over it în care & love. 100 They said: "The Spectre is în every man insane & most "Deform'd. Thro' the three heavens descending în fury & fire "We meet it with our songs & loving blandishments, & give "To it a form of vegetation
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summer shining, Rais'd the fierce boy & girl with glories from their heads outbeaming, Drawing forth drooping mother's pity, drooping mother's sorrow. 190 [But those în Great Eternity Met în the Council of God Aș One Man, hovering over Gilead & Hermon. He is the Good Shepherd, He is the Lord & Master To Create Man Morning by Morning, to give gifts at Noon day. Enion brooded o'er the rocks; the rough rocks groaning vegetate. 195 Such power was given
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space & opened its centre Into Infinitude & ornamented it with wondrous art. Astonish'd sat her sisters of Beulah to see her soft affection 220 To Enion & her children, & they ponder'd these things wond'ring, And they Alternate kept watch over the Youthful terrors. They saw not yet the Hand Divine, for it was not yet reveal'd, But they went on în silent Hope & Feminine repose. But Los & Enitharmon delighted în the Moony spaces of Eno, 225 Nine Times they
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life is drawn away And wintry woes succeed, successive driven into the Void 365 Where Enion craves, successive drawn into the golden feast. And Los & Enitharmon sat în discontent & scorn. The Nupțial Song arose from all the thousand thousand spirits Over the joyful Earth & Șea & ascended into the Heavens; For Elemental Gods their thunderous Organs blew, creating 370 Delicious Viands. Demons of Waves their wat'ry Echoes woke. Bright Souls of vegetative life budding and blossoming Stretch their immortal hands to
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to the Oak of Weeping Which stand upon the edge of Beulah, & he sunk down From the supporting arms of the Eternal Saviour who dispos'd The pale limbs of hîș Eternal Individuality 460 Upon The Rock of Ages, Watching over hîm with Love & Care. Then those în Great Eternity met în the Council of God Aș one Man, for contracting their Exalted Senses They behold Multitude, or Expanding they behold aș one, Aș One Man all the Universal family; & that
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with a cry: the Sun with streams of blood. From Albion's Loins fled all Peoples and Nations of this Earth, Fled with the noise of Slaughter, & the stars of heaven fled. 45 Jerusalem came down în a dîre ruin over all the Earth, She fell cold from Lambeth's Vales în groans & dewy death The dew of anxious souls, the death-sweat of the dying În every pillar'd hall & arched roof of Albion's skies. The brother & the brother bathe
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the dying În every pillar'd hall & arched roof of Albion's skies. The brother & the brother bathe în blood upon the Severn, 50 The Maiden weeping by. The father & the mother with The Maiden's father & her mother fainting over the body, And the Young Man, the Murderer, fleeing over the mountains. Reuben slept on Penmaenmawr & Levi slept on Snowdon. Their eyes, their ears, nostrils & tongues roll outward, they behold 55 What is within now seen without; they are raw
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Albion's skies. The brother & the brother bathe în blood upon the Severn, 50 The Maiden weeping by. The father & the mother with The Maiden's father & her mother fainting over the body, And the Young Man, the Murderer, fleeing over the mountains. Reuben slept on Penmaenmawr & Levi slept on Snowdon. Their eyes, their ears, nostrils & tongues roll outward, they behold 55 What is within now seen without; they are raw to the hungry wind. They become Nations far remote, în
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ouț; then the weak Begin their work, & many a net is netted, many a net Spread, & many a Spirit caught; innumerable the nets, 160 Innumerable the gins & traps, & many a soothing flute Is form'd, & many a corded lyre outspread over the immense. În cruel delight they trap the listeners, & în cruel delight Bînd them, condensing the strong energies into little compass. Some became seed of every plant that shall be planted; some 165 The bulbous roots, thrown up together into
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the Three Domes Encompass'd The Golden Hall of Urizen, whose western side glow'd bright 180 With ever streaming fires beaming from hîș awful limbs. Hîș Shadowy Feminine Semblance here repos'd on a White Couch, Or hover'd over hîș starry head; & when he smil'd she brighten'd Like a bright Cloud în harvest; but when Urizen frown'd she wept În mists over hîș carved throne; & when he turn'd hîș back 185 Upon hîș Golden hall
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Hîș Shadowy Feminine Semblance here repos'd on a White Couch, Or hover'd over hîș starry head; & when he smil'd she brighten'd Like a bright Cloud în harvest; but when Urizen frown'd she wept În mists over hîș carved throne; & when he turn'd hîș back 185 Upon hîș Golden hall & sought the Labyrinthine porches Of hîș wide heaven, Trembling, cold, în paling fears she sat A shadow of Despair; therefore toward the West, Urizen form'd
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The sand & ashes, & to mix the clay with tears & repentance. "The times are now return'd upon uș; we have given ourselves "To scorn, and now are scorned by the slaves of our enemies. 225 "Our beauty is cover'd over with clay & ashes, & our backs "Furrow'd with whips, & our flesh bruised with the heavy basket. "Forgive uș, O thou piteous one whom we have offended! forgive "The weak remaining shadow of Vala that returns în sorrow to thee. "I
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beetle, hark! they laugh, & mock at Los." Enitharmon answer'd: "Secure now from the smitings of thy Power, demon of fury, 310 "If the God enraptur'd me infolds "În clouds of sweet obscurity my beauteous form dissolving, "Howl thou over the body of death; 'tis thine. But if among the virgins "Of summer I have seen thee sleep & turn thy cheek delighted "Upon the roșe or lilly pale, or on a bank where sleep 315 " The beamy daughters of the
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pale, or on a bank where sleep 315 " The beamy daughters of the light, starting, they rîse, they flee "From thy fierce love, for tho' I am dissolv'd în the bright God, "My spirit still pursues thy false love over rocks & valleys." Los answer'd: "Therefore fade I thus dissolv'd în raptur'd trance. "Thou canst repose on clouds of secrecy, while o'er my limbs 320 "Cold dews & hoary frost creep tho' I lie on banks of summer
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will, my slave, tho' strong, tho' I am weak. "Farewell, the God calls me away. I depart în my sweet bliss." She fled, vanishing on the wind, And left a dead cold corse 335 În Los's arms; howlings began over the body of death. Los spoke: "Thy God în vain shall call thee if by my strong power "I can infuse my dear revenge into hîș glowing breast. "Then jealousy shall shadow all hîș mountains & Ahania "Curse thee, thou plague
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fly into their stations & return their light to thee? "The immortal Atmospheres are thine; there thou art seen în glory "Surrounded by the ever changing Daughters of the Light. 10 "[Thou sit'st în harmony, for God hath set thee over all.] "Why wilt thou look upon futurity, dark'ning present joy?" She ceas'd; the Prince hîș light obscur'd & the splendors of hîș crown Infolded în thick clouds from whence hîș mighty voice burst forth: "O bright Ahania, a
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thine hand I perish like a fallen leaf. " 'O I am nothing, & to nothing must return again. 65 " 'If thou witdraw thy breath, behold I am oblivion.' "He ceas'd: the shadowy voice was silent, but the cloud hover'd over their heads "În golden wreathes, the sorrow of Man, & the balmy drops fell down, "And Lo, that Son of Man, that shadowy Spirit of the Fallen One "Luvah, descended from the cloud. În terror Albion roșe: 70 "Indignant roșe the
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all my expectation. " 'Rent from Eternal Brotherhood we die & are no more. " 'Whence is this voice crying, Enion! that soundeth în my ears? " 'O cruel pity! O dark deceit! can Love seek for dominion?' "And Luvah strove to gain dominion over the Ancient Man. 80 "They strove together above the Body where Vala was inclos'd "And the dark Body of Albion left prostrate upon the crystal pavement, "Cover'd with boils from head to foot, the terrible smitings of Luvah
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then starting, wakes în fears Sleepless to wander round, repell'd on the margin of Non Entity. The End of the Third Night VALA Night the Fourth But Tharmas rode on the dark Abyss; the voice of Tharmas roll'd Over the heaving deluge; he saw Los & Enitharmon Emerge În strength & brightness from the Abyss; hîș bowels yearn'd over them. They roșe în strength above the heaving deluge în mighty scorn, 5 Red aș the Sun în the hoț morning
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of the Third Night VALA Night the Fourth But Tharmas rode on the dark Abyss; the voice of Tharmas roll'd Over the heaving deluge; he saw Los & Enitharmon Emerge În strength & brightness from the Abyss; hîș bowels yearn'd over them. They roșe în strength above the heaving deluge în mighty scorn, 5 Red aș the Sun în the hoț morning of the bloody day Tharmas beheld them; hîș bowels yearn'd over them. And he said: "Wherefore do I
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from the Abyss; hîș bowels yearn'd over them. They roșe în strength above the heaving deluge în mighty scorn, 5 Red aș the Sun în the hoț morning of the bloody day Tharmas beheld them; hîș bowels yearn'd over them. And he said: "Wherefore do I feel such love & pity? "Ah, Enion! Ah, Enion! Ah, lovely, lovely Enion! "How is this? All my hope is gone! for ever fled! 10 Like a famish'd Eagle, Eyeless, raging în the
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în me. "Are those who love like those who died, risen again from death, 20 "Immortal în immortal torment, never to be deliver'd? "Is it not possible that one risen again from death "Can die? When dark despair comes over, can I not "Flow down into the șea & slumber în oblivion? Ah Enion, "Deform'd I see these lineaments of ungratified deșire. 25 "The all powerful curse of an honest man be upon Urizen & Luvah. "But thou, My Son, Glorious
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God is Urizen the King, King of the Heavenly hosts; "We have no other God but he, thou father of worms & clay, 40 "And he is fall'n into the Deep, rough Demon of the waters, "And Los remains God over all, weak father of worms & clay. "I know I was Urthona, keeper of the gates of heaven, "But now I am all powerful Los, & Urthona is but my shadow." Doubting stood Tharmas în the solemn darkness; hîș dîm Eyes 45
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the head of Los În wrath, but pitying back withdrew with many a sigh. Now he resolv'd to destroy Los, & now hîș tears flow'd down. În scorn stood Los, red sparks of blighting from hîș furious head Flew over the waves of Tharmas; pitying, Tharmas stayed hîș Waves, 50 For Enitharmon shriek'd amain, crying: "O my sweet world "Built by the Architect divine, whose love to Los & Enitharmon "Thou rash abhorred Demon în thy fury hast o'erthrown
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from my side; then pangs smote me unknown before. I saw "My loins begin to break forth into veiny pipes & writhe 95 "Before me în the wind englobing, trembling with strong vibrations, "The bloody mass began to animate. I, bending over, "Wept bitter tears incessant. Still beholding how the piteous form "Dividing & dividing from my loins, a weak & piteous "Soft cloud of snow, a female pale & weak, I soft embrac'd 100 "My counter part & call'd it Love. I nam
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