Wednesday, 29 May 2013

William Blake's The Ancient of Days & Poem

( Urizen in Chains)

And did those feet

. And did those feet in ancient time, 
Walk upon Englands mountains' green: 
And was the holy Lamb of God, 
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!
And did the Countenance Divine 
Shine forth upon our clouded hills? 
And was Jerusalem builded here 
Among these dark Satanic Mills?

Bring me my Bow of burning gold
Bring me my Arrows of desire
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold: 
Bring me my Chariot of fire!

I will not cease from Mental Fight, 
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand
Till we have built Jerusalem 
In Englands green and pleasant Land. 
(Painting & Poem, By William Blake )
( The Ancient of Days)
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