Plate 19 His Children exil'd from his breast pa** to and fro before him His birds are silent on his hills, flocks die beneath his branches His tents are fall'n! his trumpets, and the sweet sound of his harp Are silent on his clouded hills, that belch forth storms & fire. 5 His milk of Cows, & honey of Bees, & fruit of golden harvest, 5 Is gather'd in the scorching heat, & in the driving rain: Where once he sat he weary walks in misery and pain: His Giant beauty and perfection fallen into dust: Till from within his witherd breast grown narrow with his woes: 10 The corn is turn'd to thistles & the apples into poison: The birds of song to murderous crows, his joys to bitter groans! The voices of children in his tents, to cries of helpless infants! And self-exiled from the face of light & shine of morning, In the dark world a narrow house! he wanders up and down, 15 Seeking for rest and finding none! and hidden far within, His Eon weeping in the cold and desolated Earth. All his Affections now appear withoutside: all his Sons, Hand, Hyle & Coban, Guantok, Peachey, Brereton, Slayd & Hutton, Scofeld, Kox, Kotope & Bowen; his Twelve Sons: Satanic Mill! 20 Who are the Spectres of the Twentyfour, each Double-form'd: Revolve upon his mountains groaning in pain: beneath The dark incessant sky, seeking for rest and finding none: Raging against their Human natures, ravning to gormandize The Human majesty and beauty of the Twentyfour. 25 Condensing them into solid rocks with cruelty and abborrence Suspition & revenge, & the seven discases of the Soul Settled around Albion and around Luvah in his secret cloud[.] Willing the Friends endur'd, for Albions sake, and for Jerusalem his Emanation shut within his bosom; 30 Which hardend against them more and more; as he builded onwards On the Gulph of d**h in self-righteousness, that roll'd Before his awful feet, in pride of virtue for victory: And Los was roofd in from Eternity in Albions Cliffs Which stand upon the ends of Beulah, and withoutside, all 35 Appear'd a rocky form against the Divine Humanity. Albions Circumference was clos'd: his Center began darkning Into the Night of Beulah, and the Moon of Beulah rose Clouded with storms: Los his strong Guard walkd round beneath the Moon And Albion fled inward among the currents of his rivers. 40 He found Jerusalem upon the River of his City soft repos'd In the arms of Vala, a**imilating in one with Vala The Lilly of Havilah: and they sang soft thro' Lambeths vales, In a sweet moony night & silence that they had created With a blue sky spread over with wings and a mild moon, 45 Dividing & uniting into many female forms: Jerusalem Trembling! then in one comingling in eternal tears, Sighing to melt his Giant beauty, on the moony river.