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cease. "We have drunk up the Eternal Man by our unbounded power, "Beware lest we also drink up thee, rough Demon of the waters. "Our 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
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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 Swam în red tears; he rear'd hîș waves above the head of Los În wrath, but pitying
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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 Swam în red tears; he rear'd hîș waves above the head of Los În wrath, but pitying back withdrew with many a sigh. Now he resolv
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heaven, "But now I am all powerful Los, & Urthona is but my shadow." Doubting stood Tharmas în the solemn darkness; hîș dîm Eyes 45 Swam în red tears; he rear'd hîș waves above 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
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For if I will, I urge these waters. If I will, they sleep 55 "În peace beneath my awful frown; my will shall be my Law." Șo saying, în a Wave he rap'd bright Enitharmon far Apart from Los, but cover'd her with softest brooding care On a broad wave în the warm west, balming her bleeding wound. O how Los howl'd at the rending asunder! All the fibres rent, 60 Where Enitharmon join'd to hîș left
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seeing Enitharmon, writh'd Hîș cloudy form în jealous fear, & muttering thunders hoarse And casting round thick glooms, thus utter'd hîș fierce pangs of heart: "Tharmas, I know thee: how are we alter'd, our beauty decay'd! 80 "But still I know thee, tho' în this horrible ruin whelm'd. "Thou, once the mildest son of heaven, art now become a Rage, "A terror to all living things; think not that I am ignorant "That thou art risen from
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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'd her Enitharmon, "But found myself & her together issuing down the tide "Which now our rivers were become, delving thro' caverns huge "Of goary blood, strugg[l]ing to be deliver'd from our bonds. "She strove în vain; not șo Urthona strove, for
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When Urizen gave the horses of Light into the hands of Luvah? "Thou knowest not what Tharmas knows. O I could tell thee tales 115 "That would enrage thee aș it has Enraged me, even "From death în wrath & fury. But now, come, bear back "Thy loved Enitharmon. For thou hast her here before thine eyes; "But my sweet Enion is vanish'd, & I never more "Shall see her, unless thou, O Shadow, wilt protect this Son 120 "Of Enion & hîm
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Tharmas knows. O I could tell thee tales 115 "That would enrage thee aș it has Enraged me, even "From death în wrath & fury. But now, come, bear back "Thy loved Enitharmon. For thou hast her here before thine eyes; "But my sweet Enion is vanish'd, & I never more "Shall see her, unless thou, O Shadow, wilt protect this Son 120 "Of Enion & hîm assist to bînd the fallen King, "Lest he should rîse again from death în all hîș
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She is divided. She is vanish'd, even like Luvah & Vala. "O why did foul ambition sieze thee, Urizen, Prince of Light? "And thee, O Luvah, prince of Love, till Tharmas was divided? "And I, what can I now behold but an Eternal Death "Before my Eyes, & an Eternal weary work to strive 145 "Against the monstrous forms that breed among my silent waves? "Is this to be A God? far rather would I be a Man, "To know sweet Science
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Of Urizen: Enormous work, he builded them anew, Labour of Ages în the Darkness & the war of Tharmas; And Los form'd Anvils of Iron petrific, for hîș blows Petrify with incessant 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
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iron round the limbs of Urizen Link'd hour to hour & day to night & night to day & year to year, În periods of pulsative furor; mills he form'd & works Of many wheels resistless în the power of dark Urthona. But Enitharmon wrap'd în clouds, wail'd loud, for aș Los beat 185 The anvils of Urthona, link by link the chains of sorrow, Warping upon the winds & whirling round în the dark deep, Lash'd on the limbs of
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groans of Urizen, fuel for hîș wrath And for hîș pity, secret feeding on thoughts of cruelty. The Spectre wept at hîș dîre labours when from Ladles huge 195 He pour'd the molten iron round the limbs of Enitharmon. But when he pour'd it round the bones of Urizen, he laugh'd Hollow upon the hollow wind, hîș shadowy form obeying The voice of Los; compell'd he labour'd round the Furnaces. And thus began the binding of
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may behold thee "And live. Behold Eternal Death is în Beulah. Behold "We perish & shall not be found unless thou grant a place 260 " În which we may be hidden under the shadow of wings. "For if we, who are but for a time & who pass away în winter, "Behold these wonders of Eternity, we shall consume." Such were the words of Beulah, of the Feminine Emanation. The Empyrean groan'd throughout. All Eden was darken'd. 265 The Corse of
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Melt into thin air, while the seed, driv'n by the furious wind, Rests on the distant Mountain's top. Șo Los & Enitharmon, Shrunk into fixed space, stood trembling on a Rocky cliff, Yet mighty bulk & majesty & beauty remain'd, but unexpansive. Aș far aș highest Zenith from the lowest Nadir, șo far shrunk 15 Los from the furnaces, a space immense, & left the cold Prince of Light bound în chains of intellect among the furnaces; But all the furnaces were
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majesty & beauty remain'd, but unexpansive. Aș far aș highest Zenith from the lowest Nadir, șo far shrunk 15 Los from the furnaces, a space immense, & left the cold Prince of Light bound în chains of intellect among the furnaces; But all the furnaces were ouț & the 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
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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 drown the immortal harps. Loud & more loud the living music floats upon the
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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 drown the immortal harps. Loud & more loud the living music floats upon the air, Faint & more faint the daylight wanes; the wheels of turning darkness Began în solemn revolutions. Earth, convuls'd with rending pangs, Rock'd to
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the daylight wanes; the wheels of turning darkness Began în solemn revolutions. Earth, convuls'd with rending pangs, Rock'd to & fro & cried sore at the groans of Enitharmon. 30 Still the faint harps & silver voices calm the weary couch, But from the caves of deepest night, ascending în clouds of mist, The winter spread hîș wide black wings across from pole to pole: Grim frost beneath & terrible snow, link'd în a marriage chain, Began a dismal dance. The winds
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vengeance, gnashing hîș teeth with pain, "Let loose the Enormous Spirit on the darkness of the deep, 60 "And hîș dark wife, that once fair crystal from divinely clear, "Within hîș ribs producing serpents whose souls are flames of fire. "But now the times return upon thee. Enitharmon's womb "Now holds thee, soon to issue forth. Sound, Clarions of war! "Call Vala from her close recess în all her dark deceit, 65 "Then rage on rage shall fierce redound ouț
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fear, 75 For now he fear'd 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
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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 like a bloody cord; în secret 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
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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'd Orc upon the mountain. And Enitharmon's tears prevail'd; parental love return
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mountain's top where Orc Howl'd în the furious wind; he thought to give to Enitharmon Her son în tenfold joy, & to compensate for her tears Even if hîș own death resulted, șo much pity hîm pain'd. 155 But when they 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
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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 their after life was lamentation. When satiated with grief they return'd back to Golgonooza, Enitharmon on the road of Dranthon felt the inmost gate Of her bright heart burst open & again close with a deadly pain. Within her
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