The Book of Ahania (Chapter I )
1. Fuzon, on a chariot iron-wing'd, On spikèd flames rose; his hot visage Flam'd furious; sparkles his hair and beard Shot down his wide bosom and shoulders. On clouds of smoke rages his chariot, And his right hand burns red in its cloud, Moulding into a vast Globe his wrath, As the thunder-stone is moulded, Son of Urizen's silent burnings. 2. `Shall we worship this Demon of smoke,' Said Fuzon, `this abstract Nonentity, This cloudy God seated on waters, Now seen, now obscur'd, King of Sorrow?' 3. So he spoke in a fiery flame, On Urizen frowning indignant, The Globe of wrath shaking on high. Roaring with fury, he threw The howling Globe; burning it flew, Length'ning into a hungry beam. Swiftly 4. Oppos'd to the exulting flam'd beam, The broad Disk of Urizen upheav'd Across the Void many a mile. 5. It was forg'd in mills where the winter Beats incessant: ten winters the disk, Unremitting, endur'd the cold hammer. 6. But the strong arm that sent it remember'd The sounding beam: laughing, it tore through That beaten mass, keeping its direction, The cold loins of Urizen dividing. 7. Dire shriek'd his invisible Lust! Deep groan'd Urizen; stretching his awful hand, Ahania (so name his parted Soul) He seiz'd on his mountains of Jealousy. He groan'd, anguish'd, and callèd her Sin, Kissing her and weeping over her; Then hid her in darkness, in silence, Jealous, tho' she was invisible. 8. She fell down, a faint Shadow, wand'ring In Chaos, and circling dark Urizen, As the moon, anguish'd, circles the earth, Hopeless! abhorr'd! a death-shadow, Unseen, unbodièd, unknown, The mother of Pestilence! 9. But the fiery beam of Fuzon Was a pillar of fire to Egypt, Five hundred years wand'ring on earth, Till Los seiz'd it, and beat in a mass With the body of the sun. |