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Chap. VII. The Poetry and Prose of William Blake | ||
Chap. VII.
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They named the child Orc, he grewFed with milk of Enitharmon
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Los awoke her; O sorrow & pain!A tight'ning girdle grew,
Around his bosom. In sobbings
He burst the girdle in twain,
But still another girdle
Oppressd his bosom, In sobbings
Again he burst it. Again
Another girdle succeeds
The girdle was form'd by day;
By night was burst in twain.
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These falling down on the rockInto an iron Chain
In each other link by link lock'd
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They took Orc to the top of a mountain.O how Enitharmon wept!
They chain'd his young limbs to the rock
With the Chain of Jealousy
Beneath Urizens deathful shadow
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The dead heard the voice of the childAnd began to awake from sleep
All things. heard the voice of the child
And began to awake to life.
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And Urizen craving with hungerStung with the odours of Nature
Explor'd his dens around
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He form'd a line & a plummetTo divide the Abyss beneath.
He form'd a dividing rule:
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He formed scales to weigh;He formed massy weights;
He formed a brazen quadrant;
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And began to explore the Abyss
And he planted a garden of fruits
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But Los encircled EnitharmonWith fires of Prophecy
From the sight of Urizen & Orc.
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And she bore an enormous raceChap. VII. The Poetry and Prose of William Blake | ||