Leaning against the pillars, & his disease rose from his skirts Upon the Precipice he stood! ready to fall into Non-Entity.
Los was all astonishment & terror: he trembled sitting on the Stone Of London: but the interiors of Albions fibres & nerves were hidden 5From Los; astonishd he beheld only the petrified surfaces: And saw his Furnaces in ruins, for Los is the Demon of the Furnaces; He saw also the Four Points of Albion reversd inwards He siezd his Hammer & Tongs, his iron Poker & his Bellows, Upon the valleys of Middlesex, Shouting loud for aid Divine.
10In stern defiance came from Albions bosom Hand, Hyle, Koban, Gwantok, Peachy, Brertun, Slaid, Huttn, Skofeld, Kock, Kotope
Bowen: Albions Sons: they bore him a golden couch into the porch And on the Couch reposd his limbs, trembling from the bloody field. Rearing their Druid Patriarchal rocky Temples around his limbs. 15(All things begin & end, in Albions Ancient Druid Rocky Shore.)
