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02		Into the Furnaces & into the valleys of the Anvils of Death
03		And into the mountains of the Anvils & of the heavy Hammers
04		Till he should bring the Sons & Daughters of Jerusalem to be
05		The Sons & Daughters of Los that he might protect them from
06		Albions dread Spectres: storming, loud, thunderous & mighty
07		The Bellows & the Hammers move compell'd by Los's hand.

08		And this is the manner of the Sons of Albion in their strength
09		They take the Two Contraries which are calld Qualities, with which
10		Every Substance is clothed, they name them Good & Evil
11		From them they make an Abstract. which is a Negation
12		Not only of the Substance from which it is derived
13		A murderer of its own Body: but also a murderer
14		Of every Divine Member: it is the Reasoning Power
15		An Abstract objecting power, that Negatives every thing
16		This is the Spectre of Man; the Holy Reasoning Power
17		And in its Holiness is closed the Abomination of Desolation

18		Therefore Los stands in London building Golgonooza
19		Compelling his Spectre to labours mighty; trembling in fear
20		The Spectre weeps. but Los unmovd by tears or threats remains

21		I must Create a System. or be enslav'd by another Mans
22		I will not Reason & Compare: my business is to Create

23		So Los, in fury & strength: in indignation & burning wrath
24		Shuddring the Spectre howls. his howlings terrify the night
25		He stamps around the Anvil, beating blows of stern despair
26		He curses Heaven & Earth. Day & Night & Sun & Moon
27		He curses Forest Spring & River, Desart & sandy Waste
28		Cities & Nations, Families & Peoples, Tongues & Laws
29	n	Driven to desperation by Loss terrors & threatning fears

30		Los cries, Obey my voice & never deviate from my will
31		And I will be merciful to thee: be thou invisible to all
32		To whom I make thee invisible, but chief to my own Children
33		O Spectre of Urthona: Reason not against their dear approach
34		Nor them obstruct with thy temptations of doubt & despair
35		O Shame O strong & mighty Shame I break thy brazen fetters
36		If thou refuse, thy present torments will seem southern breezes
37		To what thou shalt endure if thou obey not my great will.

38		The Spectre answer'd. Art thou not ashamd of those thy Sins
39		That thou callest thy Children? lo the Law of God commands
40		That they be offered upon his Altar; O cruelty & torment
41		For thine are also mine! I have kept silent hitherto.
42		Concerning my chief delight: but thou hast broken silence
43		Now I will speak my mind! Where is my lovely Enitharmon
44		O thou my enemy, where is my Great Sin? She is also thine
45		I said: now is my grief at worst: incapable of being
46		Surpassed: but every moment it accumulates more & more
47		It continues accumulating to eternity; the joys of God advance
48		For he is Righteous: he is not a Being of Pity & Compassion
49		He cannot feel Distress: he feeds on Sacrifice & Offering:
50		Delighting in cries & tears & clothed in holiness & solitude
51		But my griefs advance also, for ever & ever without end
52		O that I could cease to be! Despair! I am Despair
53		Created to be the great example of horror & agony! also my
54		Prayer is vain I called for compassion: compassion mockd
55		Mercy & pity threw the grave stone over me & with lead
56		And iron, bound it over me for ever: Life lives on my
57		Consuming: & the Almighty hath made me his Contrary
58		To be all evil. all reversed & for ever dead: knowing
59		And seeing life. yet living not; how can I then behold
60		And not tremble; how can I be beheld & not abhorrd

61	n	So spoke the Spectre shuddring, & dark tears ran down his shadowy face
62		Which Los wiped off, but comfort none could give! or beam of hope
63		Yet ceasd he not from labouring at the roarings of his Forge
64		With iron & brass Building Golgonooza in great contendings
65		Till his Sons & Daughters came forth from the Furnaces
66		At the sublime Labours for Los. compelld the invisible Spectre