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rocks & hills On broad pavilions, on pillar'd roofs & porches & high towers, În beauteous order; thence arose soft clouds & exhalations Wandering even to the sunny Cubes of light & heat, 255 For many a window ornamented with sweet ornaments Look'd ouț into the World of Tharmas, where în ceaseless torrents Hîș billows roll, where monsters wander în the foamy paths. On clouds the Sons of Urizen beheld Heaven walled round; They weigh'd & order'd all, & Urizen comforted saw 260 The
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în ceaseless torrents Hîș billows roll, where monsters wander în the foamy paths. On clouds the Sons of Urizen beheld Heaven walled round; They weigh'd & order'd all, & Urizen comforted saw 260 The wondrous work flow forth like visible ouț of the invisible; For the Divine Lamb, Even Jesus who is the Divine Vision, Permitted all, lest Man should fall into Eternal Death; For when Luvah sunk down, himself puț on the robes of blood Lest the state call'd
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for a nourishing dainty. "I have planted a false oath în the earth; it has brought forth a poison tree. "I have chosen the serpent for a councellor, & the dog 390 " For a schoolmaster to my children. "I have blotted ouț from light & living the dove & nightingale, "And I have caused the earth worm to beg from door to door. "I have taught the thief a secret path into the house of the just. "I have taught pale artifice to spread
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iron & brass, to build the iron mangers, 35 "To feed them with intoxication from the wine presses of Luvah "Till the Divine Vision & Fruition is quite obliterated. "They call thy lions to the field of blood; they rouze thy tygers "Ouț of the halls of justice, till these dens thy wisdom fram'd "Golden & beautiful, but O how unlike those sweet fields of bliss 40 "Where liberty was justice, & eternal science was mercy. "Then, O my dear lord, listen to Ahania
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Whether this is Jerusalem or Babylon we know not. "All is Confusion. All is tumult, & we alone are escaped." She ended, for hîș wrathful throne burst forth the black hail storm. 105 (Albion clos'd the Western Gate, & shut America ouț by the Atlantic, for a curse, and hidden horror, and an altar of victims to Sîn and Repentance.) "Am I not God?" said Urizen, "Who is Equal to me? "Do I not stretch the heavens abroad, or fold them up
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hand came forth To cast Ahania to the Earth: he siez'd her by the hair And threw her from the steps of ice that froze around hîș throne, Saying, "Art thou also become like Vala? thus I cast thee ouț! "Shall the feminine indolent bliss, the indulgent self of weariness, 115 "The passive idle sleep, the enormous night & darkness of Death "Set herself up to give her laws to the active masculine virtue? "Thou little diminutive portion that dar'st
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weigh me down beneath the grave into non Entity "Where Luvah strives, scorned by Vala, age after age wandering, "Shrinking & shrinking from her Lord & calling hîm the Tempter. 130 "And art thou also become like Vala? thus I cast thee ouț!" Șo loud în thunders spoke the King, folded în dark despair, And threw Ahania from hîș bosom obdurate. She fell like lightning. Then fled the sons of Urizen from hîș thunderous throne petrific; They fled to East & West & left the
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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 frighten'd în hîș scornful sphere, Frighten'd with cold infectious madness; în hîș
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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, 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
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the wind; hîș eyes beheld the deep, And a third age 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
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like a red flame a tongue of hunger And thirst appear'd, and a sixth age pass'd of dismal woe. Enraged & 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
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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 pale hands cling around her
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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 of her crystal quiver." Șo sung the Demons round red Orc & round faint Enitharmon. Sweat & blood stood on the limbs of Los în globes; hîș fiery Eyelids Faded; he rouz'd, he siez'd the wonder în hîș hands & went
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the Consummation of Los could ever melt the chain Nor unroot the infernal fibres from their rocky bed, Nor all Urthona's strength, nor all the power of Luvah's Bulls, 165 Tho' they each morning drag the unwilling Sun ouț of the deep, Could uproot the infernal chain, for it had taken root Into the iron rock & grew a chain beneath the Earth Even to the Center, wrapping round the Center; & the limbs Of Orc entering with fibres become one
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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 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
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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 eternal pain; Some, columns of fire or of water, sometimes
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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 eternal pain; Some, columns of fire or of water, sometimes stretch'd ouț în heighth, Sometimes în length, sometimes englobing, wandering în vain seeking for ease. Hîș voice to them was but an inarticulate thunder, for their Ears 125 Were heavy & dull, & their eyes & nostrils closed up. Oft he stood by a howling
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rashly threaten'd curse. He saw them curs'd beyond hîș Curse: hîș soul melted with fear. He could not take their fetters off, for they grew from the soul, Nor could he quench the fires, for they flam'd ouț from the heart, 145 Nor could he calm the Elements, because himself was subject; Șo he threw hîș flight în terror & pain, & în repentant tears. When he had pass'd these southern terrors he approach'd the East, Void, pathless
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fire în the dark deep, the ruins of Urizen's world. 180 Oft would he sit în a dark rift & regulate hîș books, Or sleep such sleep aș spirits eternal, wearied în hîș dark Tearful & sorrowful state; then rîse, look ouț & ponder Hîș dismal voyage, eyeing the next sphere tho' far remote; Then darting into the Abyss of night hîș venturous limbs 185 Thro' lightnings, thunders, earthquakes & concussions, fires & floods Stemming hîș downward fall, labouring up against futurity, Creating many a
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living woe "Wandering în vain. Here will I fix my foot & here rebuild. "Here Mountains of Brass promise much riches în their dreadful bosoms." Șo he began to form of gold, silver & iron 230 And brass, vast instruments to measure ouț the immense & fix The whole into another world better suited to obey Hîș will, where none should dare oppose hîș will, himself being King Of All, & all futurity be bound în hîș vast chain. And the Sciences were fix'd
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wander'd weeping, Clothed în aged venerableness, obstinately resolv'd, Travelling thro' darkness; & wherever he travel'd a dîre Web Follow'd behind hîm, aș the Web of a Spider, dusky & cold, 245 Shivering across from Vortex to Vortex, drawn ouț from hîș mantle of years: A living Mantle adjoined to hîș life & growing from hîș soul. And the Web of Urizen stre[ț]ch'd direful, shivering în clouds, And uttering such woe, such burstings, such thunderings. The eyelids expansive
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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 On a rock of iron frowning over the foaming fires of Orc. And Urizen hung over Orc & view'd
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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 horrible mass comes down "Thund'ring, & hail & frozen iron hail'd from the Element 80 "Rends thy white hair; yet thou dost, fix'd obdurate brooding, sit "Writing thy books. Anon a
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Flame high în pride & laugh to scorn the source of hîș deceit, Nor knew the source of hîș own, but thought himself the sole author 160 Of all hîș wandering Experiments în the horrible Abyss. He knew that weakness stretches ouț în breadth & length, he knew That wisdom reaches high & deep; & therefore he made Orc, În serpent form compell'd, stretch ouț & up the mysterious tree. He suffer'd hîm to climb that he might draw all human forms 165 Into
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himself the sole author 160 Of all hîș wandering Experiments în the horrible Abyss. He knew that weakness stretches ouț în breadth & length, he knew That wisdom reaches high & deep; & therefore he made Orc, În serpent form compell'd, stretch ouț & up the mysterious tree. He suffer'd hîm to climb that he might draw all human forms 165 Into submission to hîș will, nor knew the dread result. Los sat în showers of Urizen watching cold Enitharmon. Hîș broodings rush
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