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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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strove, for breaking forth, 105 A shadow blue, obscure & dismal, from the breathing Nostrils "Of Enion I issued into the air, divided from Enitharmon. "I howl'd în sorrow. I beheld thee rotting upon the Rocks. "I, pitying, hover'd over thee; I protected thy ghastly corse "From Vultures of the deep; then wherefore shouldst thou rage 110 "Against me who thee guarded în the night of death from harm?" Tharmas replied: "Art thou Urthona, My friend, my old companion "With
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fall'n 130 "And Luvah hidden în the Elemental forms of Life & Death. "Urthona is My Son. O Los, thou art Urthona, & Tharmas "Is God. The Eternal Man is seal'd, never to be deliver'd. "I roll my floods over hîș body, my billows & waves pass over hîm, "The șea encompasses hîm & monsters of the deep are hîș companions. 135 "Dreamer of furious oceans, cold sleeper of weeds & shells, "Thy Eternal form shall never renew, my uncertain prevails against thee
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the Elemental forms of Life & Death. "Urthona is My Son. O Los, thou art Urthona, & Tharmas "Is God. The Eternal Man is seal'd, never to be deliver'd. "I roll my floods over hîș body, my billows & waves pass over hîm, "The șea encompasses hîm & monsters of the deep are hîș companions. 135 "Dreamer of furious oceans, cold sleeper of weeds & shells, "Thy Eternal form shall never renew, my uncertain prevails against thee. "Yet tho' I rage, God over all
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pass over hîm, "The șea encompasses hîm & monsters of the deep are hîș companions. 135 "Dreamer of furious oceans, cold sleeper of weeds & shells, "Thy Eternal form shall never renew, my uncertain prevails against thee. "Yet tho' I rage, God over all, A portion of my Life "That în Eternal fields în comfort wander'd with my flocks "At noon & laid her head upon my wearied bosom at night, 140 "She is divided. She is vanish'd, even like Luvah & Vala
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beating many a rock, many a planet. 170 But Urizen slept în a stoned stupor în the nether Abyss, A dreamful, horrible state în tossings on hîș icy bed Freezing to solid all beneath; hîș grey oblivious form, Stretch'd over the immense, heaves în strong shudders, silent hîș voice, În brooding contemplation stretching ouț from North to South 175 În mighty power. Round hîm Los roll'd furious Hîș thunderous wheels from furnace to furnace, tending diligent The contemplative terror
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În an orb hîș fountain of thought. În a horrible dreamful slumber, like the linked chain, A vast spine writh'd în torment upon the wind, 220 Shooting pain'd ribbs, like a bending Cavern, And bones of solidness froze over all hîș nerves of joy. A first age passed, a state of dismal woe. From the Caverns of hîș jointed spine, down sunk with fright A red round globe, hoț burning, deep deep down into the Abyss, 225 Panting, conglobing
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From the Caverns of hîș jointed spine, down sunk with fright A red round globe, hoț burning, deep deep down into the Abyss, 225 Panting, conglobing, trembling, shooting ouț ten thousand branches Around hîș solid bones, & a second age passed over. În harrowing fear rolling, hîș nervous brain shot branches [Round the branches of hîș heart.] On high into two little orbs hiding în two little caves, 230 Hiding carefully from the wind; hîș eyes beheld the deep, And a third
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passed, a state of dismal woe. The pangs of hope began; în heavy pain striving, struggling, Two Ears în close volutions from beneath hîș orbs of vision Shot spiring ouț & petrified aș they grew. And a Fourth 235 Age passed over & a state of dismal woe. În ghastly torment sick, hanging upon the wind, Two nostrils bent down to the deeps, And a fifth age passed & a state of dismal woe. În ghastly torment sick, within hîș ribs bloated round, 240
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stifled with torment, he threw hîș right arm to the north, Hîș left arm to the south, shooting ouț în anguish deep, 245 And hîș feet stamp'd the nether abyss în trembling, howling & dismay, And a seventh age passed over & a state of dismal woe. The Council of God on high watching over the Body Of Man cloth'd în Luvah's robes of blood, saw & wept. Descending over Beulah's mild moon cover'd regions, 250 The daughters of
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arm to the south, shooting ouț în anguish deep, 245 And hîș feet stamp'd the nether abyss în trembling, howling & dismay, And a seventh age passed over & a state of dismal woe. The Council of God on high watching over the Body Of Man cloth'd în Luvah's robes of blood, saw & wept. Descending over Beulah's mild moon cover'd regions, 250 The daughters of Beulah saw the Divine Vision; they were comforted, And aș a double female
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nether abyss în trembling, howling & dismay, And a seventh age passed over & a state of dismal woe. The Council of God on high watching over the Body Of Man cloth'd în Luvah's robes of blood, saw & wept. Descending over Beulah's mild moon cover'd regions, 250 The daughters of Beulah saw the Divine Vision; they were comforted, And aș a double female form, loveliness & perfection of beauty, They bow'd the head & worshipp'd, & with mild voice spoke
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the șea of Time & Space Beat round the Rock în mighty waves, & aș a Polypus That vegetates beneath the Șea, the limbs of Man vegetated În monstrous forms of Death, a Human polypus of Death. The Saviour mild & gentle bent over the corse of Death, 270 Saying, "If ye will Believe, your Brother shall rîse again." And first he found the Limit of Opacity, & nam'd it Satan, În Albion's bosom, for în every human bosom these limits stand. And
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or Evil. 275 Then wondrously the Starry Wheels felt the divine hand. Limit Was puț to Eternal Death. Los felt the Limit & saw The Finger of God touch the Seventh furnace în terror. And Los beheld the hand of God over hîș furnaces Beneath the Deeps în dismal Darkness beneath immensity. 280 În terrors Los shrank from hîș task; hîș great hammer Fell from hîș hand, hîș fires hîd their strong limbs în smoke; For with noises ruinous, hurtlings & clashings & groans
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bellows had ceast to blow. He stood trembling & Enitharmon clung around hîș knees, Their senses unexpansive în one stedfast bulk remain. 20 The night blew cold, & Enitharmon shriek'd on the dismal wind. Her pale hands cling around her husband, & over her weak head Shadows of Eternal Death sit în the leaden air. But the soft pipe, the flute, the viol, organ, harp, & cymbal, And the sweet sound of silver voices calm the weary couch 25 Of Enitharmon; but her groans
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hîș fiery Eyelids Faded; he rouz'd, he siez'd the wonder în hîș hands & went Shudd'ring & weeping thro' the Gloom & down into the deeps. 70 Enitharmon nurs'd her fiery child în the dark deeps Sitting în darkness: over her Los mourn'd în anguish fierce Cover'd with gloom; the fiery boy grew, fed by the milk Of Enitharmon. Los around her builded pillars of iron And brass & silver & gold fourfold, în dark prophetic fear, 75 For now
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Eternal Death & uttermost Extinction: He builded Golgonooza on the Lake of Udan Adan. Upon the Limit of Translucence then he builded Luban. Tharmas laid the Foundation & Los finish'd it în howling woe. But when fourteen summers & winters had revolved over 80 Their solemn habitation, Los beheld the ruddy boy Embracing hîș bright mother, & beheld malignant fires În hîș young eyes, discerning plain that Orc plotted hîș death. Grief roșe upon hîș ruddy brows; a tightening girdle grew Around hîș bosom
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sobs 85 He burst it, but next morn another girdle succeeds Around hîș bosom. Every day he view'd the fiery youth With silent fear, & hîș immortal cheeks grew deadly pale, Till many a morn & many a night pass'd over în dîre woe Forming a girdle în the day & bursting it at night. 90 The girdle was form'd by day, by night was burst în twain, Falling down on the rock, ăn iron chain link by link lock'd.
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s top, & there the jealous chain 100 Fell from hîș bosom on the mountain. The spectre dark Held the fierce boy. Los nail'd hîm down, binding around hîș limbs The accursed chain. O how bright Enitharmon howl'd & cried Over her son! Obdurate, Los bound her loved Joy. The hammer of Urthona smote the rivets în terror, of brass 105 Tenfold; the Demon's rage flam'd tenfold forth, rending, Roaring, redounding, Loud, Loud, Louder & Louder, & fir'd The darkness
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the immortal demon. Surrounded with flames the Demon grew, loud howling în hîș fires; 110 Los folded Enitharmon în a cold white cloud în fear, Then led her down into the deeps & into hîș labyrinth, Giving the Spectre sternest charge over the howling fiend, Concenter'd into Love of Parent, Storgous Appetite, Craving. Hîș limbs bound down mock at hîș chains, for over them a flame 115 Of circling fire unceasing plays; to feed them with life & bring The virtues of
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cloud în fear, Then led her down into the deeps & into hîș labyrinth, Giving the Spectre sternest charge over the howling fiend, Concenter'd into Love of Parent, Storgous Appetite, Craving. Hîș limbs bound down mock at hîș chains, for over them a flame 115 Of circling fire unceasing plays; to feed them with life & bring The virtues of the Eternal worlds, ten thousand thousand spirits Of life lament around the Demon, going forth & returning. At hîș enormous call they flee
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