William Blake - To Thomas Butts lyrics

TO my friend bu*ts I write My first vision of light On the yellow sands sitting The sun was emitting His glorious beams From Heaven's high streams Over sea, over land My eyes did expand Into regions of air Away from all care Into regions of fire Remote from desire The light of the morning Heaven's mountains adorning In particles bright The j**els of light Distinct shone and clear Amaz'd and in fear I each particle gazèd Astonish'd, amazèd For each was a Man Human-form'd. Swift I ran For they beckon'd to me Remote by the sea Saying: ‘Each grain of sand Every stone on the land Each rock and each hill Each fountain and rill Each herb and each tree Mountain, hill, earth, and sea Cloud, meteor, and star Are men seen afar.' I stood in the streams Of Heaven's bright beams And saw Felpham sweet Beneath my bright feet In soft Female charms And in her fair arms My Shadow I knew And my wife's Shadow too And my sister, and friend We like infants descend In our Shadows on earth Like a weak mortal birth My eyes, more and more Like a sea without shore Continue expanding The Heavens commanding Till the j**els of light Heavenly men beaming bright Appear'd as One Man Who complacent began My limbs to enfold In His beams of bright gold Like dross purg'd away All my mire and my clay Soft consum'd in delight In His bosom sun-bright I remain'd. Soft He smil'd And I heard His voice mild Saying: ‘This is My fold O thou ram horn'd with gold Who awakest from sleep On the sides of the deep On the mountains around The roarings resound Of the lion and wolf The loud sea, and deep gulf These are guards of My fold O thou ram horn'd with gold!' And the voice faded mild I remain'd as a child All I ever had known Before me bright shone I saw you and your wife By the fountains of life Such the vision to me Appear'd on the sea