Urizen rose from the bright Feast like a star thro' the evening sky.
First he beheld the body of Man pale, cold; the horrors of death
Beneath his feet shot thro' him as he stood in the Human Brain,
Pale he beheld futurity; pale he beheld the Abyss :
'Build we a Bower for heavens darling in the grizzly deep,
Build we the Mundane Shell around the Rock of Albion.'
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