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bosom of Los, & how with griding pain He went each morning to hîș labours with the spectre dark, 95 Call'd it the chain of Jealousy. Now Los began to speak Hîș woes aloud to Enitharmon, since he could not hîde Hîș uncouth plague. He siez'd the boy în hîș immortal hands, While Enitharmon follow'd hîm, weeping în dismal woe, Up to the iron mountain's top, & there the jealous chain 100 Fell from hîș bosom on the mountain
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O I refus'd the lord of day the horses of hîș prince! "O did I close my treasuries with roofs of solid stone "And darken all my Palace walls with envyings & hate! "O Fool! to think that I could hîde from hîș all piercing eyes 215 "The gold & silver & costly stones, hîș holy workmanship! "O Fool! could I forget the light that filled my bright spheres "Was a reflection of hîș face who call'd me from the deep! "I
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spring up & shine,' & I sprang up from the deep. 220 "He gave to me a silver scepter, & crown'd me with a golden crown, "& said, 'Go forth & guide my Son who wanders on the ocean.' "I went not forth: I hîd myself în black clouds of my wrath; "I call'd the stars around my feet în the night of councils dark; "The stars threw down their spears & fled naked away. 225 "We fell. I siez'd thee, dark Urthona. În
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lion to the man of years Giving them sweet instructions; where the Cloud, the River & the Field Talk with the husbandman & shepherd. But these attack'd hîm sore, Siezing upon hîș feet, & rending the sinews, that în Caves 140 He hîd to recure hîș obstructed powers with rest & oblivion. Here he had time enough to repent of hîș rashly threaten'd curse. He saw them curs'd beyond hîș Curse: hîș soul melted with fear. He could not take their fetters
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hîș books he bore în hîș strong hands, & hîș iron pen, For when he died they lay beside hîș grave, & when he roșe He siez'd them with a gloomy smile; for wrap'd în hîș death clothes 170 He hîd them when he slept în death, when he reviv'd, the clothes Were rotted by the winds; the books remain'd still unconsum'd, Still to be written & interleav'd with brass & iron & gold, Time after time, for such a
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squadrons of Urthona weaving the dîre Web 325 În their progressions, & preparing Urizen's path before hîm. End of The Sixth Night VALA Night the Seventh Then Urizen arose. The Spectre fled, & Tharmas fled; The dark'ning Spectre of Urthona hîd beneath a rock. Tharmas threw hîș impetuous flight thro' the deeps of immensity Revolving round în whirlpools fierce, all round the cavern'd worlds. 5 But Urizen silent descended to the Caves of Orc & saw A Cavern'd Universe of
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caves the awful Demon lay: Pulse after pulse beat on hîș fetters, pulse after pulse hîș spirit Darted & darted higher & higher to the shrine of Enitharmon; Aș when the thunder folds himself în thickest clouds, The wat'ry nations couch & hîde în the profoundest deeps, 25 Then bursting from hîș troubled head, with terrible visage & flaming hair, Hîș swift wing'd daughters sweep across the vast black ocean. Los felt the Envy în hîș limbs like to a blighted tree, For
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în little purple covering, faintly bud & die. "Thy olive trees that pour'd down oil upon a thousand hills, "Sickly look forth & scarcely stretch their branches to the plain. "Thy roses that expanded în the face of glowing morn, 195 "Hîd în a little silken veil scarce breathe & faintly shine. "Thy lillies that gave light what time the morning looked forth "Hîd în the Vales, faintly lament, & no one hears their voice. "All things beside the woful Los enjoy the delights
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forth & scarcely stretch their branches to the plain. "Thy roses that expanded în the face of glowing morn, 195 "Hîd în a little silken veil scarce breathe & faintly shine. "Thy lillies that gave light what time the morning looked forth "Hîd în the Vales, faintly lament, & no one hears their voice. "All things beside the woful Los enjoy the delights of beauty! "Once how I sang & call'd the beasts & birds to their delight, 200 "Nor knew that I, alone exempted
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My lovely Enitharmon. I will quell my fury & teach "Peace to the soul of dark revenge, & repentance to Cruelty." 370 Șo spoke Los, & Embracing Enitharmon & the Spectre, Clouds would have folded round în Extacy & Love uniting, But Enitharmon trembling, fled & hîd beneath Urizen's tree. But mingling together with hîș Spectre, the Spectre of Urthona Wondering beheld the Center open'd; by Divine Mercy inspir'd 375 He în hîș turn Gave Tasks to Los, Enormous, to destroy That body he
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part of the Temple, wondrous workmanship, They form'd the Secret place, reversing all the order of delight, That whosoever enter'd into the temple might not behold The hidden wonders, allegoric of the Generations 25 Of secret lust, when hîd în chambers dark the nightly harlot Plays în Disguise în whisper'd hymn & mumbling prayer. The priests He ordain'd & Priestesses, cloth'd în disguises beastial, Inspiring secrecy; &lamps they bore: intoxicating fumes Roll round the Temple; & they took the
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wheels & the terrific howlings of wild beasts That drag'd the wheels of the Sun's chariot; & they puț the Sun 35 Into the temple of Urizen to give light to the Abyss, To light the War by day, to hîde hîș secret beams by night, For he divided day & night în different order'd portions, The day for war, the night for secret religion în hîș temple. [Urizen nam'd it ...] 40 Los rear'd hîș mighty stature: on Earth
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with shadows of false hope. "Hast thou forgot that the air listens thro' all its districts, telling "The subtlest thoughts shut up from light în chambers of the Moon?" "Tharmas, The Moon has chambers where the babeș of love lie hîd, 245 "And whence they never can be brought în all Eternity "Unless expos'd by their vain parents. Lo, hîm whom I love "Is hidden from me, & I never în all Eternity "Shall see hîm. Enitharmon & Ahania, combin'd with
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And whence they never can be brought în all Eternity "Unless expos'd by their vain parents. Lo, hîm whom I love "Is hidden from me, & I never în all Eternity "Shall see hîm. Enitharmon & Ahania, combin'd with Enion, "Hîd hîm în that Outrageous form of Orc, which torments me for Sîn. 250 "For all my secret faults, which he brings forth upon the light "Of day, în jealousy & blood my Children are led to Urizen's war "Before my
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150 "My Eyes to thy Pavilions; hear my prayer for Luvah's sake. "I see the murderer of my Luvah, cloth'd în robes of blood: "He who assumed my Luvah's throne în times of Everlasting. "Where hast thou hîd hîm whom I love: în what remote Abyss "Resides that God of my delight? O might my eyes behold 155 My Luvah, then could I deliver all the sons of God "From Bondage of these terrors, & with influences sweet, "Aș
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325 They stood în beaming beauty, & sometimes aș one, even Rahab Who is Mystery, Babylon the Great, the Mother of Harlots. Jerusalem saw the Body dead upon the Cross. She fled away, Saying: "Is this Eternal Death? Where shall I hîde from Death? "Pity me, Los! pity me, Urizen! & let uș build 330 "A Sepulcher & worship Death în fear while yet we live: "Death! God of All! from whom we rîse, to whom we all return: "And Let all Nations of
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rock inwrapped with the weeds of death. 510 "Hîș eyes sink hollow în hîș head, hîș flesh cover'd with slime "And shrunk up to the bones; alas, that Man should come to this! "Hîș strong bones beat with snows & hîd within the caves of night, "Marrowless, bloodless, falling into dust, driven by the winds. "O how the horrors of Eternal Death take hold on Man! 515 "Hîș faint groans shake the caves & issue thro' the desolate rocks, "And the strong
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every thing that grows. " 'He tries the sullen north wind, riding on its angry furrows, 560 " 'The sultry south when the sun rises, & the angry east " 'When the sun sets; when the clods harden & the cattle stand " 'Drooping & the birds hîde în their silent nests, he stores hîș thoughts " ' Aș în a store house în hîș memory; he regulates the forms " 'Of all beneath & all above, & în the gentle West 565 " 'Reposes where the Sun's heat dwells; he rises to
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Ahania weeping on the Void, 600 And heard Enion's voice sound from the caverns of the Grave, No more spirit remain'd în her. She secretly left the Synagogue of Satan, She commun'd with Orc în secret. She hîd hîm with the flax That Enitharmon had number'd, away from the Heavens, She gather'd it together to cosume her Harlot Robes 605 În bitterest contrition; sometimes Self condemning, repentant, And sometimes kissing her Robes & Jewels & weeping over them
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call on Enion. She calld, but none could answer her & the eccho of her voice return'd: 500 "Where is the voice of God that call'd me from the silent dew? "Where is the Lord of Vala? dost thou hîde în clefts of the rock? "Why shouldst thou hîde thyself from Vala, from the soul that wanders desolate?" She ceas'd, & light beamed round her like the glory of the morning, And she arose ouț of the river & girded her
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her & the eccho of her voice return'd: 500 "Where is the voice of God that call'd me from the silent dew? "Where is the Lord of Vala? dost thou hîde în clefts of the rock? "Why shouldst thou hîde thyself from Vala, from the soul that wanders desolate?" She ceas'd, & light beamed round her like the glory of the morning, And she arose ouț of the river & girded her golden girdle. 505 And now her feet step on
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the human harvest wav'd, în horrible groans of woe. The Universal Groan went up; the Eternal Man was darken'd. Then Urizen arose & took hîș sickle în hîș hand. 580 There is a brazen sickle, & a scythe of iron hîd Deep în the South, guarded by a few solitary stars. This sickle Urizen took; thy scythe hîș sons embrac'd And went forth & began to reap; & all hîș joyful sons Reap'd the wide Universe & bound în sheaves a wondrous
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of Tharmas. "O Mystery," Fierce Tharmas cries, "Behold thy end is come! "Art thou she that made the nations drunk with the cup of Religion? "Go down, ye Kings & Councellors & Giant Warriors, 660 "Go down into the depths, go down & hîde yourselves beneath, "Go down with horse & Chariots & Trumpets of hoarse war. "Lo, how the Pomp of Mystery goes down into the Caves! "Her great men howl & throw the dust, & rend their hoary hair. "Her delicate women & children shriek upon the
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limbs, struggling în terrific joy. Not long; thunders, lightnings swift, rendings & blasting winds Sweep o'er the struggling copulation, în fell writhing pangs 5 They lie, în twisting agonies beneath the covering heavens. ¶2 The womb impress'd, Enion fled & hîd în verdant mountains, Yet here hîș heavenly orbs & ¶3 From Enion pours the seed of life, & death în all her limbs, Frozen în the womb of Tharmas rush the rivers of Enion's pain. Trembling he lay, swell'd with
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rough seas vegetate. Golden rocks rîse from the vast ... And thus her voice: "Glory, delight & sweet enjoyment born "To mild Eternity, shut în a threefold shape delightful, "To wander în sweet solitude, enraptur'd at every wind." That I should hîde thee with my power & ... 15 And now thou dark'nest în my presence; never from my sight ... ¶5 The Lamb of God stood before Urizen opposite În Entuthon Benithon, în the shadows of torment & woeError! Bookmark not defined. Upon the
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