Wikipedia Poem, No. 276

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“To bathe in the Waters of Life, to wash off the Not Human, / I come in Self-annihilation & the grandeur of Inspiration! / … To cast off Bacon, Locke & Newton from Albion’s covering, / To take off his filthy garments, & clothe him with Imagination!” Blake

 

turning the things mere the the the are
surely surely the when troubles a a is reel the that were and slouches

and falcon fall anarchy blood-ceremony best full
some the second a my shape gaze moving shadows darkness twenty vexed what towards

turning cannot apart is dimmed of lack of
revelation second coming vast sight with blank its of drops centuries to rough bethlehem

in hear the loosed tide innocence all passionate
is coming hardly image somewhere lion and slow the again of nightmare beast to

the the centre upon is is conviction intensity
at is are out in body pitiless thighs indignant but stony by its be

widening falconer cannot the loosed drowned while
hand at those of sands and as while desert now sleep an hour born

gyre hold world and the
hand words spiritus of the the all birds I rocking come

everywhere worst
out mundi the head sun about know cradle round

desert of it at

a last

man

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