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 Or are these the pangs of repentance? let us enter into them.

Then the Divine Family said: Six Thousand Years are now

Accomplish'd in this World of Sorrow; Milton's Angel knew

The Universal Dictate: and you also feel this Dictate.

And now you know this World of Sorrow, and feel Pity. Obey

The Dictate! Watch over this World, and with your brooding wings

Renew it to Eternal Life: Lo! I am with you alway:

But you cannot renew Milton: he goes to Eternal Death.

So spake the Family Divine as One Man, even Jesus,

Uniting in One with Ololon & the appearance of One Man,

Jesus the Saviour, appear'd coming in the Clouds of Ololon:

P. 20 THO' driven away with the Seven Starry Ones into the Ulro,

Yet the Divine Vision remains Every-where For-ever. Amen.

And Ololon lamented for Milton with a great Lamentation.

While Los heard indistinct in fear, what time I bound my sandals

On, to walk forward thro' Eternity, Los descended to me:

And Los behind me stood: a terrible flaming Sun: just close

Behind my back: I turned round in terror and behold,

Los stood in that fierce glowing fire; & he also stoop'd down

And bound my sandals on in Udan-Adan: trembling I stood

Exceedingly with fear & terror, standing in the Vale

Of Lambeth: but he kissed me and wish'd me health.

And I became One Man with him arising in my strength:

'Twas too late now to recede. Los had enter'd into my soul:

His terrors now posses'd me whole! I arose in fury & strength.

I am that Shadowy Prophet who Six Thousand Years ago

Fell from my station in the Eternal bosom. Six Thousand Years

Are finish'd. I return! both Time & Space obey my will.

I in Six Thousand Years walk up and down: for not one Moment

Of Time is lost, nor one Event of Space unpermanent,

But all remain: every fabric of Six Thousand Years

Remains permanent: tho' on the Earth where Satan

Fell, and was cut off, all things vanish & are seen no more,

They vanish not from me & mine, we guard them first & last.

The generations of men run on in the tide of Time,

But leave their destin'd lineaments permanent for ever & ever.

So spake Los as we went along to his supreme abode.

Rintrah and Palamabron met us at the Gate of Golgonooza, 18