Jerusalem. The Emanation of the Giant Albion/Plate 36
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Jerusalem The Emanation of The Giant Albion, copy A, object 36
Los shudder'd at beholding Albion, for his diseaseArose upon him pale and ghastly: and he call'd aroundThe Friends of Albion: trembling at the sight of Eternal DeathThe four appear'd with their Emanations in fiery5Chariots: black their fires roll beholding Albions house of EternityDamp couch the flames beneath and silent, sick, stand shudderingBefore the Porch of sixteen pillars: weeping every oneDescended and fell down upon their knees round Albions knees,Swearing the Oath of God! with awful voice of thunders round10Upon the hills & valleys, and the cloudy Oath roll'd far and wideAlbion is sick! said every Valley, every mournful HillAnd every River: our brother Albion is sick to death.He hath leagued himself with robbers! he hath studied the artsOf unbelief! Envy hovers over him! his Friends are his abhorrence!15Those who give their lives for him are despised!Those who devour his soul, are taken into his bosom!To destroy his Emanation is their intention:Arise! awake O Friends of the Giant AlbionThey have perswaded him of horrible falshoods!20They have sown errors over all his fruitful fields!
The Twenty-four heard! they came trembling on watry chariots.Borne by the Living Creatures of the third processionOf Human Majesty, the Living Creatures wept aloud as theyWent along Albions roads, till they arriv'd at Albions House.
25O! how the torments of Eternal Death, waited on Man:And the loud-rending bars of the Creation ready to burst:That the wide world might fly from its hinges, & the immortal mansionOf Man, for ever be possess'd by monsters of the deeps:And Man himself become a Fiend, wrap'd in an endless curse,30Consuming and consum'd for-ever in flames of Moral Justice.
For had the Body of Albion fall'n down, and from its dreadful ruinsLet loose the enormous Spectre on the darkness of the deep,At enmity with the Merciful & fill'd with devouring fire,A nether-world must have recievd the foul enormous spirit,35Under pretence of Moral Virtue, fill'd with Revenge and Law.There to eternity chain'd down, and issuing in red flamesAnd curses, with his mighty arms brandish'd against the heavensBreathing cruelty blood & vengeance, gnashing his teeth with painTorn with black storms, & ceaseless torrents of his own consuming fire:40Within his breast his mighty Sons chaind down & fill'd with cursings:And his dark Eon, that once fair crystal form divinely clear:Within his ribs producing serpents whose souls are flames of fire.But, glory to the Merciful-One, for he is of tender mercies!And the Divine Family wept over him as One Man.
45And these the Twenty-four in whom the Divine FamilyAppear'd; and they were One in Him. A Human Vision!Human Divine, Jesus the Saviour, blessed for ever and ever.
Selsey, true friend! who afterwards submitted to be devourdBy the waves of Despair, whose Emanation rose above50The flood, and was nam'd Chichester, lovely mild & gentle! Lo!Her lambs bleat to the sea-fowls cry, lamenting still for Albion.
Submitting to be call'd the son of Los the terrible vision:Winchester stood devoting himself for Albion: his tents
Outspread with abundant riches, and his Emanations55Submitting to be call'd Enitharmons daughters, and be bornIn vegetable mould: created by the Hammer and LoomIn Bowlahoola & Allamanda where the Dead wail night & day.
(I call them by their English names: English, the rough basement.Los built the stubborn structure of the Language, acting against60Albions melancholy, who must else have been a Dumb despair.)
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