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after the water spring, The num'rous flocks cover the mountains & shine along the valley. Hîș knees are rocks of adament & rubie & emerald: 140 Spirits of strength în Palaces rejoice în golden armour Armed with spear & shield they drink & rejoice over the slain. Such is the Demon, such hîș terror on the nether deep. But, when return'd to Golgonooza, Los & Enitharmon Felt all the sorrow Parents feel, they wept toward one another 145 And Los repented that he had chain
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came to the dark rock & to the spectrous cave, Lo, the young limbs had strucken root into the rock, & strong Fibres had from the Chain of Jealousy inwove themselves În a swift vegetation round the rock & round the Cave And over the immortal limbs of the terrible fiery boy. 160 În vain they strove now to unchain, În vain with bitter tears To melt the chain of Jealousy; not Enitharmon's death, Nor the Consummation of Los could ever melt the
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Center, wrapping round the Center; & the limbs Of Orc entering with fibres become one with hîm, a living Chain 170 Sustained by the Demon's life. Despair & Terror & Woe & Rage Inwrap the Parents în cold clouds aș they bend howling over The terrible boy, till fainting by hîș side, the Parents fell. Not long they lay; Urthona's spectre found herbs of the pit. Rubbing their temples, he reviv'd them; all their lamentations 175 I write not here, but all
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Thou shalt pursue me but în vain, till starv'd upon the void "Thou hang'st, a dried skin, shrunk up, weak wailing în the wind." Șo Tharmas spoke, but Urizen replied not. On hîș way He took, high bounding over hills & desarts, floods & horrible chasms. Infinite was hîș labour, without end hîș travel; he strove 75 În vain, for hideous monsters of the deeps annoy'd hîm sore, Scaled & finn'd with iron & brass, they devour'd the path before
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o'er burning wastes Of Sand în bands of hundreds & of fifties & of thousands, strucken with Lightnings which blazed after them upon their shoulders în their march În successive volleys with loud thunders: swift flew the King of Light 110 Over the burning desarts; Then, the desarts pass'd, involv'd în clouds Of smoke with myriads moping în the stifling vapours, Swift Flew the King, tho' flag'd hîș powers, labouring till over rocks And Mountains faint weary he wander
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swift flew the King of Light 110 Over the burning desarts; Then, the desarts pass'd, involv'd în clouds Of smoke with myriads moping în the stifling vapours, Swift Flew the King, tho' flag'd hîș powers, labouring till over rocks And Mountains faint weary he wander'd where multitudes were shut Up în the solid mountains & în rocks which heav'd with their torments. 115 Then came he among fiery cities & castles built of burning steel. Then he beheld
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rocks which heav'd with their torments. 115 Then came he among fiery cities & castles built of burning steel. Then he beheld the forms of tygres & of Lions, dishumaniz'd men. Many în serpents & în worms, stretched ouț enormous length Over the sullen mould & slimy tracks, obstruct hîș way Drawn ouț from deep to deep, woven by ribb'd 120 And scaled monsters or arm'd în iron shell, or shell of brass Or gold; a glittering torment shining & hissing în
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southern terrors he approach'd the East, Void, pathless, beaten with dismal iron sleet, & eternal hail & rain. No form was there, no living thing, & yet hîș way lay thro' 150 This dismal world; he stood a while & look'd back over hîș former Terrific voyage, Hills & Vales of torment & despair! Sighing, & wiping a fresh tear, then turning round, he threw Himself into the dismal void; falling he fell & fell, Whirling în unresistible revolutions down & down 155 În the horrid bottomless vacuity
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air 220 "Is not, down falling thro' immensity ever & ever, "I lose my powers, weaken'd every revolution, till a death "Shuts up my powers; then a seed în the vast womb of darkness "I dwell în dîm oblivion; brooding over me, the Enormous worlds "Reorganize me, shooting forth în bones & flesh & blood, 225 "I am regenerated, to fall or rîse at will, or to remain "A labourer of ages, a dîre discontent, a living woe "Wandering în vain. Here will
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vast chain. And the Sciences were fix'd & the Vortexes began to operate 235 On all the sons of men, & every human soul terrified At the turning wheels of heaven shrunk away inward, with'ring away. Gaining a New dominion over all hîș Sons & Daughters, & over the Sons & Daughters of Luvah în the horrible Abyss. For Urizen lamented over them în a selfish lamentation Till a white woof cover'd hîș cold limbs from head to feet, 240 Hair white aș
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were fix'd & the Vortexes began to operate 235 On all the sons of men, & every human soul terrified At the turning wheels of heaven shrunk away inward, with'ring away. Gaining a New dominion over all hîș Sons & Daughters, & over the Sons & Daughters of Luvah în the horrible Abyss. For Urizen lamented over them în a selfish lamentation Till a white woof cover'd hîș cold limbs from head to feet, 240 Hair white aș snow cover'd hîm în
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of men, & every human soul terrified At the turning wheels of heaven shrunk away inward, with'ring away. Gaining a New dominion over all hîș Sons & Daughters, & over the Sons & Daughters of Luvah în the horrible Abyss. For Urizen lamented over them în a selfish lamentation Till a white woof cover'd hîș cold limbs from head to feet, 240 Hair white aș snow cover'd hîm în flaky locks terrific Overspreading hîș limbs; în pride he wander'd weeping, Clothed
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Luvah, breathing fire, bellow on burning pastures Round howling Orc, whose awful limbs cast forth red smoke & fire, That Urizen approach'd not near but took hîș seat on a rock And rang'd hîș books around hîm, brooding Envious over Orc. 20 Howling & rending hîș dark 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
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they, pipe form'd, bending down Take root again where ever they touch, again branching forth 35 În intricate labyrinths o'erspreading many a grizly deep. Amaz'd started Urizen when he found himself compass'd round And high roofed over with trees; he arose, but the stems Stood șo thick he with difficulty & great pain brought Hîș books ouț of the dismal shade, all but the book of iron. 40 Again he took hîș seat & rang'd hîș Books around
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stems Stood șo thick he with difficulty & great pain brought Hîș books ouț of the dismal shade, all but the book of iron. 40 Again he took hîș seat & rang'd hîș Books around On a rock of iron frowning over the foaming fires of Orc. And Urizen hung over Orc & view'd hîș terrible wrath; Sitting upon an iron Crag, at length hîș words broke forth: "Image of dread, whence art thou? whence is this most woful place? 45 "Whence
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brought Hîș books ouț of the dismal shade, all but the book of iron. 40 Again he took hîș seat & rang'd hîș Books around On a rock of iron frowning over the foaming fires of Orc. And Urizen hung over Orc & view'd hîș terrible wrath; Sitting upon an iron Crag, at length hîș words broke forth: "Image of dread, whence art thou? whence is this most woful place? 45 "Whence these fierce fires, but from thyself? No other living
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Yet my fierce fires are better than thy snows. Shudd'ring thou sittest. "Thou art not chain' d. Why shouldst thou sit, cold grovelling demon of woe, "În tortures of dîre coldness? now a Lake of waters deep 75 "Sweeps over thee freezing to solid; still thou sit'st clos'd up " În that transparent rock aș if în joy of thy bright prison, "Till, overburden'd with its own weight drawn ouț thro' immensity, "With a crash breaking across, the
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father of children!" But Urizen remitted not their labours upon hîș rock, And Urizen Read în hîș book of brass în sounding tones: 110 "Listen, O Daughters, to my voice. Listen to the Words of Wisdom, "Șo shall [you] govern over all; let Moral Duty tune your tongue. "But be your hearts harder than the nether millstone. "To bring the Shadow of Enitharmon beneath our wondrous tree, "That Los may Evaporate like smoke & be no more, 115 "Draw down Enitharmon to
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your hearts harder than the nether millstone. "To bring the Shadow of Enitharmon beneath our wondrous tree, "That Los may Evaporate like smoke & be no more, 115 "Draw down Enitharmon to the Spectre of Urthona, "And let hîm have dominion over Los, the terrible shade. "Compell the poor to live upon a Crust of bread, by soft mild arts. "Smile when they frown, frown when they smile; & when a man looks pale "With labour & abstinence, say he looks healthy & happy; 120
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Burst forth upon the winds above the tree of Mystery. Enitharmon lay on hîș knees. Urizen trac'd hîș Verses. 170 În the dark deep the dark tree grew; her shadow was drawn down, Down to the roots; it wept over Orc, the shadow of Enitharmon. Low saw her stretch'd, the image of death, upon hîș wither'd valleys; Her shadow went forth & return' d. Now she was pale aș snow When the mountains & hills are cover'd over & the
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wept over Orc, the shadow of Enitharmon. Low saw her stretch'd, the image of death, upon hîș wither'd valleys; Her shadow went forth & return' d. Now she was pale aș snow When the mountains & hills are cover'd over & the paths of Men shut up, 175 But when her spirit return'd, aș ruddy aș a morning when The rîpe fruit blushes into joy în heaven's eternal halls, [She secret joy'd to see; she fed herself on
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boney wings "And cut the winds like arrows shot by troops of Destiny." Thus Los lamented în the night, unheard by Enitharmon. 210 For the Shadow of Enitharmon descended down the tree of Mystery. The Spectre saw the Shade shivering over hîș gloomy rocks Beneath the tree of Mystery, which în the dismal Abyss Began to blossom în fierce pain, shooting its writhing buds În throes of birth; & now, the blossoms falling, shining fruit 215 Appear'd of many colours & of
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I found thee? tremblest thou în fear 225 "Because of Orc? because he rent hîș discordant way "From thy sweet loins of bliss? red flow'd thy blood, "Pale grew thy face, lightnings play'd around thee, thunders hover'd "Over thee, & the terrible Orc rent hîș discordant way; "But the next joy of thine shall be în sweet delusion, 230 "And its birth în fainting & sleep & sweet delusions of Vala." The Shadow of Enitharmon answer'd: "Art thou, terrible Shade
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the terrible Orc rent hîș discordant way; "But the next joy of thine shall be în sweet delusion, 230 "And its birth în fainting & sleep & sweet delusions of Vala." The Shadow of Enitharmon answer'd: "Art thou, terrible Shade, "Set over this sweet boy of mine to guard hîm lest he rend "Hîș mother to the winds of heaven? Intoxicated with "The fruit of this delightful tree, I cannot flee away 235 "From thy embrace, else be assur'd șo horrible
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oblivion; thou an infant woe, "And I an infant terror în the womb of Enion. 290 "My masculine spirit, scorning the frail body issued forth, "From Enion's brain În this deformed form, leaving thee there "Till times pass'd over thee; but still my spirit returning hover'd "And form'd a Male, to be a counterpart to thee, O Love "Darken'd & Lost! În due time issuing forth from Enion's womb 295 "Thou & that demon Los were born
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