The Book Of Urizen: Chapter VII

1.     They named the child Orc, he grew     Fed with milk of Enitharmon 2.     Los awoke her; O sorrow & pain!     A tight'ning girdle grew,     Around his bosom. In sobbings     He burst the girdle in twain,     But still another girdle     Opressd his bosom, In sobbings     Again he burst it. Again     Another girdle succeeds     The girdle was form'd by day;     By night was burst in twain. 3.     These falling down on the rock     Into an iron Chain     In each other link by link lock'd 4.     They took Orc to the top of a mountain.     O how Enitharmon wept!     They chain'd his young limbs to the rock     With the Chain of Jealousy     Beneath Urizens deathful shadow 5.     The dead heard the voice of the child     And began to awake from sleep     All things. heard the voice of the child     And began to awake to life. 6.     And Urizen craving with hunger     Stung with the odours of Nature     Explor'd his dens around 7.     He form'd a line & a plummet     To divide the Abyss beneath.     He form'd a dividing rule: 8.     He formed scales to weigh;     He formed massy weights;     He formed a brazen quadrant;     He formed golden compasses     And began to explore the Abyss     And he planted a garden of fruits 9.     But Los encircled Enitharmon     With fires of Prophecy     From the sight of Urizen & Orc. 10.     And she bore an enormous race