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 Then in my ivory pavilions I slumber'd in the noon, 13 And walked in the silent night among sweet smelling flowers, Till on my silver bed I slept, & sweet dreams round me hover' d ; But now my land is darken'd & my wise men are departed. My soags are turned into cries of Lamentation 17 Heard on my Mountains, & deep sighs under my palace roofs ; Because the Steeds of Urizen, once swifter than the light, Were kept back from my Lord & from his chariot of mercies. O ! did I keep the horses of the day in silver pastures? 21 O ! I refused the lord of day the horses of his prince. O ! did I close my treasuries with roofs of solid stone, And darken all my Palace walls with envyings & hate ? O Fool ! to think that I could hide from his all piercing eyes 25 The gold & silver & costly stones, his holy workmanship. Fool ! could I forget the light that filled my bright spheres Was a reflection of his face who call'd me from the deep. well remember, for I heard the mild & holy voice 29 Saying, 'O Light spring up & shine,' & I sprang up from the Deep. He gave to me a silver scepter, & crown'd me with a golden crown. And said, ' Go forth & guide my Son who wanders on the ocean.'

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