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.17; E191| Himself of Albions Forests & Wilds! and Jerusalem is taken!J43.18; E191| The City of the Woods in the Forest of Ephratah is taken!J43.19; E191| London is a stone of her ruins; Oxford is the dust of her walls!J43.20; E191| Sussex & Kent are her scatterd garments: Ireland her holy place!J43.21; E191| And the murderd bodies of her little ones are Scotland and WalesJ43.22; E191| The Cities of the Nations are the smoke of her consummationJ43.23; E191| The Nations are her dust! ground by the chariot wheelsJ43.24; E191| Of her lordly conquerors, her palaces levelld with the dustJ43.25; E191| I come that I may find a way for my banished ones to returnJ43.26; E191| Fear not O little Flock I come! Albion shall rise again.J43.27; E191| So saying, the mild Sun inclosd the Human Family.t288J43.28; E191| Forthwith from Albions darkning [r]ocks came two Immortal formsJ43.29; E191| Saying We alone are escaped.O merciful Lord and Saviour,J43.30; E191| We flee from the interiors of Albions hills and mountains!J43.31; E191| From his Valleys Eastward: from Amalek Canaan & Moab:J43.32; E191| Beneath his vast ranges of hills surrounding Jerusalem.J43.33; E191| Albion walkd on the steps of fire before his HallsJ43.34; E191| And Vala walkd with him in dreams of soft deluding slumber.J43.35; E191| He looked up & saw the Prince of Light with splendor fadedJ43.36; E191| Then Albion ascended mourning into the porches of his PalaceJ43.37; E191| Above him rose a Shadow from his wearied intellect:J43.38; E191| Of living gold, pure, perfect, holy: in white linen pure he hoverdJ43.39; E192| A sweet entrancing self-delusion a watry vision of AlbionJ43.40; E192| Soft exulting in existence; all the Man absorbing!J43.41; E192| Albion fell upon his face prostrate before the watry ShadowJ43.42; E192| Saying O Lord whence is this change! thou knowest I am nothing!J43.43; E192| And Vala trembled & coverd her face! & her locks were spread on the pavementJ43.44; E192| We heard astonishd at the Vision & our heart trembled within us:J43.45; E192| We heard the voice of slumberous Albion, and thus he spake,J43.46; E192| Idolatrous to his own Shadow words of eternity uttering: J43.47; E192| O I am nothing when I enter into judgment with thee!J43.48; E192| If thou withdraw thy breath I die & vanish into HadesJ43.49; E192| If thou dost lay thine hand upon me behold I am silent:J43.50; E192| If thou withhold thine hand; I perish like a fallen leaf:J43.51; E192| O I am nothing: and to nothing must return again:J43.52; E192| If thou withdraw thy breath.Behold I am oblivion.J43.53; E192| He ceasd: the shadowy voice was silent: but the cloud hoverd over their headsJ43.54; E192| In golden wreathes, the sorrow of Man; & the balmy drops fell down.J43.55; E192| And lo! that son of Man that Shadowy Spirit of mild Albion:J43.56; E192| Luvah descended from the cloud; in terror Albion rose:J43.57; E192| Indignant rose the awful Man, & turnd his back on Vala.J43.58; E192| We heard the voice of Albion starting from his sleep:J43.59; E192| Whence is this voice crying Enion! that soundeth in my ears?J43.60; E192| O cruel pity! O dark deceit! can love seek for dominion?J43.61; E192| And Luvah strove to gain dominion over AlbionJ43.62; E192| They strove together above the Body where Vala was inclosdJ43.63; E192| And the dark Body of Albion left prostrate upon the crystal pavement,J43.64; E192| Coverd with boils from head to foot: the terrible smitings of Luvah.J43.65; E192| Then frownd the fallen Man, and put forth Luvah from his presenceJ43.66; E192| Saying.Go and Die the Death of Man, for Vala the sweet wanderer.J43.67; E192| I will turn the volutions of your ears outward, and bend your nostrilsJ43.68; E192| Downward, and your fluxile eyes englob'd roll round in fear:J43.69; E192| Your withring lips and tongue shrink up into a narrow circle,J43.70; E192| Till into narrow forms you creep: go take your fiery way:J43.71; E192| And learn what tis to absorb the Man you Spirits of Pity & Love.J43.72; E192| They heard the voice and fled swift as the winters setting sun.J43.73; E192| And now the human blood foamd high, the Spirits Luvah & Vala,J43.74; E192| Went down the Human Heart where Paradise & its joys abounded,J43.75; E192| In jealous fears & fury & rage, & flames roll round their fervid feet:J43.76; E192| And the vast form of Nature like a serpent playd before themJ43.77; E192| And as they fled in folding fires & thunders of the deep:J43.78; E193| Vala shrunk in like the dark sea that leaves its slimy banks.J43.79; E193| And from her bosom Luvah fell far as the east and west. J43.80; E193| And the vast form of Nature like a serpent rolld between,J43.81; E193| Whether of Jerusalems or Valas ruins congenerated, we know not:J43.82; E193| All is confusion: all is tumult, & we alone are escaped.t289J43.83; E193| So spoke the fugitives; they joind the Divine Family, tremblingJ44.1; E193| And the Two that escaped; were the Emanation of Los & hisJ44.2; E193| Spectre: for whereever the Emanation goes, the SpectreJ44.3; E193| Attends her as her Guard, & Los's Emanation is namedJ44.4; E193| Enitharmon, & his Spectre is named Urthona: they knewJ44.5; E193| Not where to flee: they had been on a visit to Albions ChildrenJ44.6; E193| And they strove to weave a Shadow of the EmanationJ44.7; E193| To hide themselves: weeping & lamenting for the VegetationJ44.8; E193| Of Albions Children; fleeing thro Albions vales in streams of goreJ44.9; E193| Being not irritated by insult bearing insulting benevolencesJ44.10; E193| They percieved that corporeal friends are spiritual enemiesJ44.11; E193| They saw the Sexual Religion in its embryon UncircumcisionJ44.12; E193| And the Divine hand was upon them bearing them thro darknessJ44.13; E193| Back safe to their Humanity as doves to their windows:J44.14; E193| Therefore the Sons of Eden praise Urthonas Spectre in SongsJ44.15; E193| Because he kept the Divine Vision in time of trouble.J44.16; E193| They wept & trembled: & Los put forth his hand & took them inJ44 [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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