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William Blake - The Book of Urizen: Chapter III
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1. The voice ended, they saw his pale visage
Emerge from the darkness; his hand
On the rock of eternity unclasping
The Book of brass. Rage seiz`d the strong

2. Rage, fury, intense indignation
In cataracts of fire blood & gall
In whirlwinds of sulphurous smoke:
And enormous forms of energy;
All the seven deadly sins of the soul
In living creations appear`d
In the flames of eternal fury.
   
3. Sund`ring, dark`ning, thund`ring!
Rent away with a terrible crash
Eternity roll`d wide apart 
Wide asunder rolling
Mountainous all around
Departing; departing; departing:
Leaving ruinous fragments of life
Hanging frowning cliffs & all between 
An ocean of voidness unfathomable.
   
4. The roaring fires ran o`er the heav`ns
In whirlwinds & cataracts of blood
And o`er the dark deserts of Urizen
Fires pour thro` the void on all sides 
On Urizens self-begotten armies.

5. But no light from the fires. all was darkness
In the flames of Eternal fury

6. In fierce anguish & quenchless flames
To the deserts and rocks He ran raging 
To hide, but He could not: combining
He dug mountains & hills in vast strength,
He piled them in incessant labour,
In howlings & pangs & fierce madness
Long periods in burning fires labouring 
Till hoary, and age-broke, and aged,
In despair and the shadows of death.
   
7. And a roof, vast petrific around,
On all sides He fram`d: like a womb;
Where thousands of rivers in veins 
Of blood pour down the mountains to cool
The eternal fires beating without
From Eternals; & like a black globe
View`d by sons of Eternity, standing
On the shore of the infinite ocean 
Like a human heart struggling & beating
The vast world of Urizen appear`d.
   
8. And Los round the dark globe of Urizen,
Kept watch for Eternals to confine,
The obscure separation alone; 
For Eternity stood wide apart,
As the stars are apart from the earth 
   
9. Los wept howling around the dark Demon:
And cursing his lot; for in anguish,
Urizen was rent from his side;
And a fathomless void for his feet; 
And intense fires for his dwelling.

10. But Urizen laid in a stony sleep
Unorganiz`d, rent from Eternity

11. The Eternals said: What is this? Death
Urizen is a clod of clay. 
   
12. Los howld in a dismal stupor,
Groaning! gnashing! groaning!
Till the wrenching apart was healed

13. But the wrenching of Urizen heal`d not
Cold, featureless, flesh or clay, 
Rifted with direful changes
He lay in a dreamless night

14. Till Los rouz`d his fires, affrighted
At the formless unmeasurable death.
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