But in the Wine-presses the human grapes sing not nor dance:
They howl and writhe in shoals of torment, in fierce flames consuming,
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...............a fascinating write...and beautiful theme ★
I did not realize until now that Blake sometimes wrote in long lines, as in this poem. Knowing who 'Luvah' was would reveal more meaning in the poem. As I see it, Milton's vision was beatific and heavenly: but Blake's is horrible and awful, the people tortured and tormented by Luvah's cruel daughters.