Many of Blake's earlier "prophecies" are intimately concerned with the religious and political upheaval of his day. The Marriage of Heaven and Hell , America , as well as the lost poem entitled The French Revolution , are almost exclusively devoted to this subject. He was never tired of inveighing against the disastrous tyranny of those laws and moralities which had been framed by abstract philosophy and false religion for the suppression of the "interior vision," and urging the people to shake off, before it is too late, "the heavy iron chain" which is "descending link by link" to enslave them.
The dominion of this malignant spectre was daily increasing, and even Blake himself, who was in so little the child of his own age, was not able to escape entirely from its pernicious influence. For every man is born with the instincts of his time, which are ineradicable from his natural state, and if these instincts are altogether corrupt and worldly, it is only in the power of a supreme imaginative intelligence to eliminate their tendency. It was a time when the emanative portion of the universal manhood had fallen into a deep sleep, and before it could be awakened and resume its place in the fourfold harmony of human existence, it was necessary that the "selfish" spectre should be compelled to resign the power which it had usurped.
This earth-born antagonist, hitherto victorious in the strength of the prevailing rationalism and materialism from which it had issued, if it was to be overcome, must, Antaeus-like, be uprooted from all terrestial contact and grappled with in the pure region of imagination. It was many years before Blake learnt this sovereign secret and many "times" of almost overwhelming despair "passed over him" before the conflict was at an end.
In the same letter, which has been already quoted, he likens his state during these anxious years to that which transformed King Nebuchadnezzar into a beast of the field: These beasts and these devils are now, together with myself, become children of light and liberty, and my feet and my wife's feet are free from fetters.
He believed that by entering the servitude of the mill he would be able to transfigure its empty routine with the joy and exuberance of his own intellectual freedom. But the process of the mill is the annihilation of the spirit. It is the logic which abhors and contemns everything it cannot explain. It is, in art, the method pursued by those who believe that genius can be acquired by taking pains, who "turn that which is soul and life into a mill or machine. When, in the autumn of the year , Blake withdrew from London into the country, he seemed to see the dawn of another life, in which he was to emerge at last from the confusion and unrest of his past existence into a state of freedom and spiritual felicity.
He believed that the generosity of his new patron would for ever redeem him from that servile necessity of soul-destroying drudgery which had hitherto been imposed upon him by the fear of starvation, and that he would be able to pursue the arts of imagination, unfettered and uninterrupted.
The atmosphere of Felpham appeared to his liberated perceptions to be a "more spiritual" one than that of London. But he was quickly to be disillusioned. It was soon clear that his patron was not at all disposed to bestow, with his benevolence, a free hand. Besides this, he was wholly out of sympathy with the visionary character of Blake's inventions, both in poetry and painting, and irritated him beyond measure by the "genteel ignorance and polite disapprobation," with which he was content to receive them. No wonder at the expressions of unconcealed disappointment which we find in some of Blake's letters.
He discovered immediately and to his cost that in the country there is no peace at all and that it is only in the midst of a great city that the artist can be truly alone with his own soul. But in spite of the truly "Herculean labours" which, he tells us, were imposed upon him at Felpham, Blake was at the same time fully conscious of a considerable debt of gratitude. He also speaks of his "three years slumber on the banks of Ocean. The three years at Felpham were in this way years of retreat, during which he was enabled to devote hinself to bringing to an end the period of mental war; and the conflict was there fiercest because it had passed into the ultimate world of vision.
It became possible for him to effect the clarification of his ideas both upon religion and art. I thank God that I courageously pursued my course through darkness"; and again, six weeks later, "I have indeed fought through a hill of terrors and horrors which none could know but myself in a divided existence; now, no longer divided nor at war with myself, I shall travel on in the strength of the Lord God, as poor Pilgrim says.
The events of this final struggle at Felpham, together with its triumphant issue, are recorded by Blake in the book of Milton. The poet had from his earliest days made a strong appeal to his imagination. In the lines enclosed with a letter to Flaxman dated 12th September, where he gives a brief summary of the various influences which had entered into his life, he places Milton first in the list of his spiritual instructors: The treasures of heaven are not negations of passion, but realities of intellect, from which all the passions emanate, uncurbed in their eternal glory….
Those who are cast out are all those who, having no passions of their own, because no intellect, have spent their lives in curbing and governing other people's by … cruelty of all kinds. The substance of the poem is almost entirely autobiographical. Blake himself tells us, in one of his letters, that it is descriptive of "the spiritual acts" of his "three years' slumber on the banks of ocean. The disguise is often a close one: When Los join'd with me he took me in his fiery whirlwind: My vegetated portion was hurried from Lambeth's shades: He set me down in Felpham's vale and prepar'd a beautiful Cottage for me, that in three years I might write all these visions, To display Nature's cruel holiness: Blake had already issued, some years earlier, two little tracts containing aphorisms on the subject of natural religion.
They had doubtless been called forth by Hume 's Dialogues concerning Natural Religion , written but not published until , three years after the author's death. In The Song of Los again he speaks of the laws and religions which had bound men more and more to earth, "Till a philosophy of five senses was complete," which Urizen, weeping, had given "into the hands of Newton and Locke. The author's intention "to justify the ways of God to man" is stated on the title-page.
The Muses whom he invokes in the Preface are not the classical "Daughters of Memory"; they are the daughters of "Imagination" or "Inspiration"; for his appeal is for the restoration of purely imaginative art, based upon biblical and not upon classical models. The Bible he held to be directly and consciously derived from the source of all inspiration, while the art of the Greeks and Romans he believed to be a mere perverted copy, derived from ancient originals.
He has another charge against Milton here, that he also was corrupted by the general infection and submitted to learn of the classics, when he should have resorted to the Bible alone. Blake wished to restore the authority of imagination, and to substitute an intellectual war for that which arises from the corporeal understanding. He adjures us, instead of disputing over science and religion and morality, to fight for an eternal kingdom and to engage ourselves in the rebuilding of Jerusalem in our own land, where now she lies in ruins.
He would have us beware also of "the False Tongue," which is the origin of all the error and ignorance by which our eternal portion is fettered. It is elsewhere connected with "the Western Gate" and we learn that it denotes the sense of touch; that is to say, it is the sense by which we become conscious of the phenomenal world and are deceived by its apparent solidity into endowing it with a material existence. It is the cause of natural religion, empirical philosophy, evolutionary ethics and the hundred other follies by which our vision is obscured.
The earlier pages of the book are occupied with the story of the interference and oppression to which Blake Palamabron had to submit from Hayley Satan.
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The news of his sufferings had reached the dwellers in eternity, with the result that the poet Milton received a heavenly command to return to earth to deliver him from the tyranny of his oppressors. This was the fulfilment of an ancient prophecy "in Eden recorded that Milton of the land of Albion should up ascend, forwards from Ulro, from the Vale of Felpham, and set free Orc from his chain of jealousy.
It must be remembered that throughout his writings Blake adopts the Gnostic view of Jehovah; as Irenaeus says of Marcion, "blasphemans eum, qui a lege et Prophetis annunciatus est deus: He is described by Blake standing before him "as the sculptor silent stands before his forming image," giving life to him who would give death and preparing him for his reunion with the Divine Body.
Thus the return of Milton was not only to effect the deliverance of Blake but the redemption of his own imagination from the state of bondage into which it had fallen during his lifetime owing to the detestable nature of his religion. He weeps into the Atlantic deep, yet still in dismal dreams lo Unwaken'd: How long shall we lay dead in the Street of the great City: How long beneath the Covering Cherub give our Emanations?
Cruel in thy mildness, pitying and permitting evil, 20 Tho' strong and mighty to destroy, O Los our beloved Father. Like the black storm, coming out of Chaos, beyond the stars: But Los dispers'd the clouds even as the strong winds of Jehovah. And Los thus spoke: O noble Sons, be patient yet a little: I have embrac'd the falling Death, he is become one with me: O Sons, we live not by wrath, by mercy alone we live!
While on the Earth they live in sorrowful Vegetation. Let it not be so now: But how this is as yet we know not, and we cannot know, Till Albion is arisen: This mighty one is come from Eden, he is of the Eled: This thing Was never known that one of the holy dead should willing return. Then patient wait a little while till the Last Vintage is over: O my dear Sons: Twelve Sons successive fled away in that thousand years of sorrow, p.
Enitharmon wept 5 One thousand years, and all the Earth was in a wat'ry deluge. You O my Sons still guard round Los: And Palamabron thou rememberest when Joseph an infant. And if you also flee away and leave your Father's side Following Milton into Ulro, altho' your power is great Surely you also shall become poor mortal vegetations 25 Beneath the Moon of Ulro: But as to this Eleded Form who is return'd again.
They saw that wrath now sway'd and now pity absorb'd him. Bowlahoola is nam'd Law by mortals, Tharmas founded it: Because of Satan before Luban in the City of Golgonooza. The Bellows are the Animal Lungs: The Furnaces the Stomach for digestion: Loud sport the dancers in the dance of death rejoicing in carnage: The hard dentant Hammers are luU'd by the flutes lula lula. Bowlahoola is the Stomach in every individual man. Los is by mortals nam'd Time, Enitharmon is nam'd Space: He is the Spirit of Prophecy, the ever apparent Elias.
Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness. Which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment. He is the Fourth Zoa that stood around the Throne Divine. This Wine-press is call'd War on Earth: The ground Spider with many eyes: Visible or invisible to the slothful vegetating Man.
The cruel Scorpion is there: They throw off their gorgeous raiment: Who feeds on contempt of his neighbour: They catch the shrieks in cups of gold, they hand them to one another: It is the Sense of Touch. That Man may live upon Earth all the time of his awaking. And from these Three Science derives every Occupation of Men: The Wine-press on the Rhine groans loud, but all its central beams 24 Ad more terrific in the central Cities of the Nations, 5 Where Human Thought is crush'd beneath the iron hand of Power: They sang at the Vintage.
This is the Last Vintage: And loud the Souls howl round the Porches of Golgonooza, Crying: The whole extent of the Globe is explored. Every scatter'd Atom Of Human Intelled: The Awakener is come outstretch'd over Europe: Therefore you must bind the Sheaves not by Nations or Families: The Eled is one Class: You Shall bind them separate: The other two Classes: And you shall Reap the whole Earth from Pole to Pole: Who set Pleasure against Duty: Lambeth mourns, calling Jerusalem: Wait till the judgement is past, till the Creation is consumed, 60 And then rush forward with me into the glorious spiritual Vegetation: These are the Children of Los.
Thou seest the Trees on mountains: The wind blows heavy, loud they thunder thro' the darksom sky. These are the Sons of Los: These the Visions of Eternity. But we see only as it were the hem of their garments When with our vegetable eyes we view these wondrous Visions. The Souls descending to the Body, wail on the right hand Of Los: Groaning with pity, he among the wailing Souls laments.
For the various Classes of Men are all mark'd out determinate In Bowlahoola: Antamon takes them into his beautiful flexible hands. As the Sower takes the seed or as the Artist his clay 15 Or fine wax, to mould artful a model for golden ornaments, The soft hands of Antamon draw the indelible Line: Form immortal with golden pen; such as the Spedre admiring Puts on the sweet form; then smiles Antamon bright thro' his windows.
They contend with the weak Spedres, they fabricate soothing forms. The Spedre refuses, he seeks cruelty: Howling the Spedres flee: The Sons of Ozoth within the Optic Nerve stand fiery glowing: While the poor indigent is like the diamond which tho' cloth'd In ragged covering in the mine, is open all within And in his hallow'd center holds the heavens of bright eternity. Ozoth here builds walls of rocks against the surging sea, 40 And timbers crampt with iron cramps bar in the joys of life From fell destrudion in the Spedrous cunning or rage.
And every Hour has a bright golden Gate carved with skill: And every Month a silver paved Terrace builded high: The Guard are Angels of Providence on duty evermore.
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The Sky is an immortal Tent built by the Sons of Los: The Microscope knows not of this nor the Telescope: And every Space smaller than a Globule of Man's blood opens Into Eternity of which this vegetable Earth is but a shadow: He named the Opake, Satan: But Enitharmon and her Daughters take the pleasant charge To give them to their lovely heavens till the Great Judgment Day: Such is their lovely charge.
The stamping feet of Zelophehad's Daughters are cover'd with Human gore Upon the treddles of the Loom: Such is the World of Los, the labour of six thousand years: This place is called Beulah. It is a pleasure lovely Shadow- Where no dispute can come, Because of those who Sleep. As the breath of the Almighty such are the words of man to man In the great Wars of Eternity, in fury of Poetic Inspiration, 20 To build the Universe stupendous: But the Emanations trembled exceedingly, nor could they Live, because the Life of Man was too exceeding unbounded. Behold these wonders of Eternity we shall consume: And all Nations wept in affliction.
India rose up from his golden bed, 15 As one awaken'd in the night: These are the Gods of the Kingdoms of the Earth: In Los's Halls continual labouring in the Furnaces of Golgonooza. Ore howls on the Atlantic: The Lark sitting upon his earthly bed, just as the morn 30 Appears, listens silent, then springing from the waving Cornfield! Then Loud from their green covert all the Birds begin their Song: Light springing on the air lead the sweet Dance, they wake The Honeysuckle sleeping on the Oak: None dare to wake her, soon she bursts her crimson curtained bed And comes forth in the majesty of beauty: Men are sick with Love: Such is a Vision of the Lamentation of Beulah over Ololon.
When the Sixfold Female perceives that Milton annihilates 34 15 Himself: She shall relent in fear of death; She shall begin to give Her maidens to her husband, delighting in his delight. Is terror chang'd to pity, O wonder of Eternity? First of Beulah, a most pleasant Sleep 10 On Couches soft, with mild music, tended by Flowers of Beulah, Sweet Female forms, winged or floating in the air spontaneous: But the Fourth State is dreadful, it is named Or-Ulro.
Around this Polypus Los continual builds the Mundane Shell. One in the South, this was the glorious World of Urizen: One to the East, of Luvah: One to the West, of Tharmas. They stood in a dark land of death, of fiery corroding waters, 45 Where lie in evil death the Four Immortals pale and cold. O dreadful Loom of Death! They thunderous utter'd all a universal groan falling down Prostrate before the Starry Eight asking with tears forgiveness. Confessing their crime with humiliation and sorrow.
O how the Starry Eight rejoic'd to see Ololon descended: For mighty were the multitudes of Ololon, vast the extent Of their great sway reaching from Ulro to Eternity, Surrounding the Mundane Shell outside in its Caverns 40 And through Beulah, and all silent forbare to contend With Ololon, for they saw the Lord in the Clouds of Ololon.
There is a Moment in each Day that Satan cannot find. Just in this Moment when the morning odours rise abroad. Therefore he appears only a small Root creeping in grass Covering over the Rock of Odours his bright purple mantle: Beside the Fount above the Lark's Nest in Golgonooza.
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Just at the place to where the Lark mounts is a Crystal Gate: It is the enterance of the First Heaven, named Luther: For Ololon step'd into the Polypus within the Mundane Shell: For When Los join'd with me he took me in his fiery whirlwind: My Vegetated portion was hurried from Lambeth's shades: Virgin of Providence, fear not to enter into my Cottage.
What is thy message to thy friend: What am I now to do? Enter my Cottage, comfort her, for she is sick with fatigue. I come him to seek. So Ololon utter'd in words distind the anxious thought: And he appear'd the Wicker Man of Scandinavia, in whom Jerusalem's children consume in flames among the Stars. Osiris, Isis, Orus, in Egypt: The Kingdom of Og is in Orion: Sihon is in Ophiucus. Og has Twenty-seven Distridts: The Heavens are the Cherub: Woven by Urizen into Sexes from his mantle of years.
Its plains of burning sand, its mountains of marble terrible: In which dwells Mystery, Babylon, here is her secret place. Such are the Laws of thy false Heav'ns: I come to Self Annihilation. And there went forth from the Starry limbs of the Seven, Forms Human, with Trumpets innumerable, sounding articulate As the Seven spake: Subdue Him to the Divine Mercy. Let the Four Zoas awake from Slumbers of Six thousand years. Satan heard; trembling round his Body, he incircled it: But fearing for the pain, for if he touches a Vital 20 His torment is unendurable: But howls round it as a lion round his prey continually.
Sin on his right hand. London is between his knees: His head bends over London: He mov'd his right foot to Cornwall, his left to the Rocks of Bognor: Los his strong Guard Walks round beneath the Moon. I see thee strive upon the Brooks of Arnon, there a dread S And awful Man I see, o'ercover'd with the mantle of years.
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This Natural Religion; this impossible absurdity? Is Ololon the cause of this? O where shall I hide my face? But turning toward Ololon in terrible majesty Milton Replied: Obey thou the Words of the Inspired Man. The Negation must be destroy'd to redeem the Contraries. The Negation is the Spedlre: Who creeps into State Government like a catterpiller to destroy, To cast off the idiot Questioner who is always questioning, But never capable of answering, who sits with a sly grin Silent plotting when to question like a thief in a cave: Whose pretence to knowledge is Envy: He smiles with condescension: Terribly this Portion trembles before thee, O awful Man.
Hence arose all our terrors in Eternity: Then as a Moony Ark Ololon descended to Felpham's Vales, In clouds of blood, in streams of gore, with dreadful thunderings. I heard it nam'd the Woof of Six Thousand Years. Terror struck in the Vale I stood at that immortal sound: And my sweet Shadow of delight stood trembling by my side.
Their clouds roll over London with a south wind: Los listens to the Cry of the Poor Man: All Animals upon the Earth are preparM in all their strength p. If you account it Wisdom when you are angry to be silent, and Not to shew it: I do not account that Wisdom, but Folly. Every Man's Wisdom is peculiar to his own Individuality. Art thou not Newton's Pantocrator, weaving the Woof of Locke? Trouble me no more, thou canst not have Eternal Life.
Satan trembling obey'd, weeping along the way. Where the Vidims were preparing for sacrifice their Cherubim: Mark well my words: Mark well my words, they are of your eternal salvation. Los seized his hammer and tongs ; he laboured at his resolute anvil Among indefinite Druid rocks, and snows of doubt and reasoning. Refusing all definite form the Abstract Horror roofed, stony hard; 10 And a first age passed over, and a state of dismal woe. Down sunk with fright a red hot globe, round, burning, deep.
Deep down into the abyss, panting, conglobing, trembling ; And a second age passed over, and a state of dismal woe. Rolling round into two little orbs, and closed in two little caves, 15 The ages beheld the Abyss, lest bones of solitude freeze all over; And a third age passed over, and a state of dismal woe. From beneath his orbs of vision two ears in close volutions Shot spiring out in the deep darkness and petrified as they grew; And a fourth age passed over, and a state of dismal woe. And a fifth age passed over, and a state of dismal woe. In ghastly torment sick, a tongue of hunger and thirst flamed out.
And a sixth age passed over, and a state of dismal woe. Enraged and stifled without and within, in terror and woe he threw his 25 Right arm to the north, his left arm to the south, and his feet Stamped the nether abyss in trembling and howling and dismay. And a seventh age passed over, and a state of dismal woe. Terrified, Los stood in the abyss, and his immortal limbs Grew deadly pale. He became what he beheld, for a red 30 Round globe sunk down from his Bosom into the Deep. In pangs He hovered, it trembling and weeping. Trembling it shook The nether abyss in tremblings.
He wept over it, he cherished it In deadly, sickening pain, till separated into a female pale As the cloud that brings the snow. All the while from his Back 35 A blue fluid exuded in sinews, hardening in the abyss. Till it separated into a male form howling in jealousy. Within, labouring; beholding without, — from particulars to generals Subduing his Spedre. At last Enitharmon brought forth Satan, refusing Form. The nature of a Female Space is this: And Satan vibrated in the immensity of the Space: A mighty Fiend against the Divine Humanity must'ring to War.
Every thing in Eternity shines by its own Internal light: Bound up in the horns of Jealousy to a deadly fading Moon. So Los lamented over Satan who triumphant divided the Nations p. And thus the Shadowy Female howls in articulate howlings: I will lament over Milton in the lamentations of the afflidled: Take not the Human Form, O loveliest. Take not Terror upon thee!
In the Shadowy Female's bosom Jealous her darkness grew: I have turned my back upon these Heavens builded on cruelty. The idiot Reasoner laughs at the Man of Imagination, And from laughter proceeds to murder by undervaluing calumny. We were Angels of the Divine Presence: Calling the Human Imagination: Distinguish therefore States from Individuals in those States.
You cannot go to Eternal Death in that which can never Die. States that are not, but ah! The Imagination is not a State: AfFedlion or Love becomes a State when divided from Imagination. Thus they converse with the Dead, watching round the Couch of Death: Brook of, II, Couch of, 7, 3; 7, 50; 9, 8. Sons of, 3, 23; 22, I5J 35, 27; 37, Allamanda, 23, 36; 24, 42; 24, 62; 28, America, 22, 7; 35, Analc, 18,33; 20,33; 31, Angels, 19, 52; 27, Arnon, 34, 30; 42, 4. Asia, 23, 33; 42, Assembly, 6, 46; 7, Atlantic, 7, 3; 22, 6j 28, Bard, 3,22; 7, 2; 11, Bellows, 4, 8; 23, Beulah, 3, i; 5,32; 9,4; 14,51; 18, 2; 18, 45; 20, 46; 24, 45; 25, 39; 26, 20; 30, 2; 30, 8; 31, 8; 31, 45; 32, i; 34, 9; 37, Daughters of, 9, 28; 27, Body, 26, 16; 26, 31 ; 40, 18; 42, 35; 44, Bowlahoola, 22, 18; 23, 36; 23, 48; 23,67; 24, 62; 26, 38; 28, Bromion, 4, 12; 6, 30; 23, I2.
Cathedron, 11, 26; 23, Center, 17, 2 1; 34, Chaos, 10, 21; 18,33; 22, 21; 34, 22; 34, Cities, 40, 40; 44, Clay, 17, 4; 17, 10; 18, Cloud, 14, 50; 19, 36; 37, Constellations, 10, 25; 25, Contradlion, 11, 20; 28, Contraries, 30, i; 34, 23; 42, Divine family, 19, 37; 19, 51; 19, Humanity, 3, 8; 12, 2; 40, Members, 35, 6; Vision, 7, 31 ; 10, 49; 20, 2. Earth, 4, 22; 14, 32; 28, 9; 28, 14; 28, Eden, 7, i ; 7, I2; 14, 5; 19, 15; 22, 35; 30,9; 42, Eight, the, 18, 47; 34, 4; 35, 29; 44, Elea, the, 5, 2; 6, 25; 9, 2i; 11, 30; 18, 20; 23, 41; 25, Elohim, II, 22; 28, Daughters of, 26, 35; 27, Entuthon Benython, 17, 35; 28, Eyes, 27, 29; 27, 34; 28, Seven, of God, 22, 52; 23, 7; 28, 54; 35, Fairies, 27, 60; 31, Felpham, 18, 60; 22, 37; 36, 23; 39, 13; 40, 9; 44, The Sixfold, 32, Fiery Circle, 34, 3.
Fire, 7, 44; 11,6. Foot, left, 14, 49; 18, 21; 19, 4; 19, 12; 20, Four Arts, 24, Churches, 23, 31; 25, Elements, 27, 60; 31, Quarters, 7, 17; 19, Generation, 12, 5; 31, Genii, 6, 16; 31, Globe of blood, 28, 19; 28, Gnomes, 5, 20; 5,47; 10,17; 10, 31 ; 31, God, 3, 12; 9, Gold, 2, 27; 9, Golgonooza, 4, i; 16, 30; 18, 39; 20, 27; 23j 50; 25, 12; 28, 48; 31, 26; 35, 19; 35, 58; 37, Greek, 17, 46; 20, Hammer, 23, 57; of Los, 3, 26; 4, Hand, 17, 58; 22, Head, 10,4; 10,41; 10,48; 17,55; 34, Heart, 7, 30; 10, lO; 17, 56; 34, Heavens, 14, 34; 26, 20; 37, The Seven, 40, Hermaphroditic, 12, 37; 17, Horeb, 17, 51; 17,58; 18, ii; 18, 22; 28, Horses, 5, 18; 5, 44; 10, 9.
Hyle, 17, 58; 22, Inseds, 24, 12; 26, 2. Jehovah, 6, 27; 7, 22; 10, 25; 11, Children of, 37, Jordan, 1 7, 8. Lamb, 12, 25; 17, Lambeth, 4, 14; 11, 42; 20, 11 ; 25, 48; 25, 54; 44, Lark, 16, 27; 31, 29; 35, 58; 35, 63; 36, 2; 36, 12; 44, Law, 7, 22; II, 5; 40, Limit, 1 1, Living Creatures, 5, 47; 10, Loins, 18, 40 ; 34, London, 4, i; 18, 40; 40, 35; 44, Quarters of, 4, 4; 4, 9; 4, 31 ; 26, 19; 35, 8; 40, Loom, 4, 6; 4, 28; 28, Chil- dren of, 26, 7; 26, Daughters of, 20, Sonsof, 22, 32; 22,61; 23,34; 23, 75; 24, 44; 26, l; 26, 23; 26, 30; 27, I; 28,4.
Halls of, 31, Gate of, 27, Luther, 22,47; 23, Children of, 24, Sons of, 25, i. Male, 10, 5; 37, 42; 42, Michael, 6, 32; 6, 37; 6, Midian, 16, 17; 16, Molech, 6, 27; II, Mundane Egg, 17, 15; 25, 42; 34, Nations, 12, 7; 23, Natural Religion, 17, 54; 42, North, 17, 16; 17,23; 26,14; 34,35; 40, Nostrils, 28, Og, 18, 33; 20, 33; 31, 49; 37, Ololon, 19, 16; 19,26; 19,41; 19,45; 19, 60; 31, 8; 31, 45; 34, 19; 34, 49; 35, 26; 35, 37; 35, 60; 36, 10; 36, 16; 36, 27; 40, 58; 42, I; 42, 14; 43, 29; 44, 5; 44, 7.
Children of, 30, 4. Sons of, 34, Opakeness, 7, 31; 11, 20; 28, Or-Ulro, 34, 13; 34, Ozoth, 27, 29; 27, Pity, 6, 19; 7,46; 10, Printing press, 24, 8. Prophet, the Shadowy, 20, Rahab, 11,41; 16, ii; 17,28; 17,54; 20, 41; 25,29; 28,53; 31, 19; 37,9; 42, Redeemed, 5, 3; 6 25; 9 22; 11,30; 18, II; 22, 52; 25, Reprobate, 5, 3; 6, 34; 7, I2; 9, 22; 25, Rocks, 7, 43; 9, 9; 14, 36; 17, 58; 18, II; 25, Roller, 24, 48; 25, II.
Sandal, 6, li; 19, 13; 20, 9. Scandinavia, the Wicker Man of, 37, 11, Science, 24, 58; 24, Self, 14, II; 16, 3. Serpent, 10, 29; 10,