Preludium
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc,
When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode:
His food she brought in iron baskets, his drink in cups of iron:
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Blake sees the American Revolution as a good thing and hopes it influences the world to follow its lead. But instead of making a historical essay about it, he portrays it as if it were a great Greek or Roman myth with heroic mythical characters so his point would be more universal than a tale about America.
Silent as despairing love, and strong as jealousy... nice write
I see a Whale in the south-sea, drinking my soul away. O what limb-rending pains I feel! thy fire and my frost Mingle in howling pains..... william Blakes lament.. very nice poem.. brilliance. tony
To the Mormons - America is the New Jerusalem or Promised Land or A Prophecy- It is a sick concept to steal Native American Land for Paper and wooden homes. Stealing is never right- it is evil done by Satan.
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