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Highgates heights & Hampsteads, to Poplar Hackney &
Bow: |
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To Islington & Paddington & the Brook of Albions
River |
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We builded Jerusalem as a City & a Temple: from
Lambeth |
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We began our Foundations; lovely Lambeth! O lovely
Hills |
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Of Camberwell, we shall behold you no more in glory &
pride |
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For Jerusalem lies in ruins & the Furnaces of Los are
builded there |
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You are now shrunk up to a narrow Rock in the midst of
the Sea |
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But here we build Babylon on Euphrates. compelld to
build |
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And to inhabit. our Little-ones to clothe in armour of
the gold |
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Of Jerusalems Cherubims & to forge them swords of her
Altars |
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I see London blind & age-bent begging thro the
Streets |
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Of Babylon, led by a child. his tears run down his
beard |
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The voice of Wandering Reuben ecchoes from street to
street |
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In all the Cities of the Nations Paris Madrid
Amsterdam |
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The Corner of Broad Street weeps; Poland Street
languishes |
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To Great Queen Street & Lincolns Inn all is distress &
woe. |
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The night falls thick Hand comes from Albion in his
strength |
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He combines into a Mighty-one the Double Molech &
Chemosh |
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Marching thro Egypt in his fury the East is pale at
his course |
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The Nations of India, the Wild Tartar that never knew
Man |
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Starts from his lofty places & casts down his tents &
flees away |
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But we woo him all the night in songs, O Los come
forth O Los |
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Divide us from these terrors & give us power them to
subdue |
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Arise upon thy Watches let us see thy Globe of
fire |
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On Albions Rocks & let thy voice be heard upon
Euphrates. |