Of the Gates


 * My Eternal Man set in Repose
 * The Female from his darkness rose
 * And She found me beneath a Tree
 * A Mandrake & in her Veil hid me
 * Serpent Reasonings us entice
 * Of Good & Evil: Virtue and Vice
 * Doubt Self Jealous Watry folly
 * Struggling thro Earth's Melancholy
 * Naked in Air in Shame & Fear
 * Blind in Fire with shield & spear
 * Two Horn'd Reasoning Cloven Fiction
 * In Doubt which is Self contradiction
 * A dark Hermaphrodite We stood
 * Rational Truth Root of Evil & Good
 * Round me flew the Flaming Sword
 * Round her snowy Whirlwinds roard
 * Freezing her Veil the Mundane Shell
 * I rent the Veil where the Dead dwell
 * When weary Man enters his Cave
 * He meets his Saviour in the Grave
 * Some find a Female Garment there
 * And some a Male, woven with care
 * Lest the Sexual Garments sweet
 * Should grow a devouring Winding sheet
 * One Dies! Alas! The Living & Dead
 * One is slain & One is fled
 * In Vain-glory hatcht & nurst
 * By double Spectres Self Accurst
 * My Son! my Son! thou treatest me
 * But as I have instructed thee
 * On the shadows of the Moon
 * Climbing thro Nights highest noon
 * In Times Ocean falling drownd
 * In Aged Ignorance profound
 * Holy & cold I clipd the Wings
 * Of all Sublunary Things
 * And in depths of my Dungeons
 * Closed the Father & the Sons
 * But when once I did descry
 * The Immortal Man that cannot Die
 * Thro evening shades I haste away
 * To close the Labours of my Day
 * The Door of Death I open found
 * And the Worm Weaving in the Ground
 * Thou'rt my Mother from the Womb
 * Wife, Sister, Daughter to the Tomb
 * Weaving to Dreams the Sexual strife
 * And weeping over the Web of Life