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 There are two Gates thro' which all Souls descend, One Southward

From Dover Cliff to Lizard Point, the other toward the North,

Caithness & rocky Durness, Pentland & John Groat's House.

The Souls descending to the Body, wail on the right hand

Of Los: & those deliver'd from the Body on the left hand.

For Los against the east his force continually bends,

Along the Valleys of Middlesex from Hounslow to Blackheath,

Lest those Three Heavens of Beulah should the Creation destroy,

And lest they should descend before the north & south Gates:

Groaning with pity, he among the wailing Souls laments.

And these the Labours of the Sons of Los in Allamanda

And in the City of Golgonooza: & in Luban: & around

The Lake of Udan-Adan, in the Forests of Entuthon Benython:

Where Souls incessant wail, being piteous Passions & Desires,

With neither lineament nor form: but like to wat'ry clouds

The Passions & Desires descend upon the hungry winds:

For such alone Sleepers remain meer passion & appetite:

The Sons of Los clothe them & feed & provide houses & fields.

And every Generated Body in its inward form

Is a garden of delight & a building of magnificence,

Built by the Sons of Los in Bowlahoola & Allamanda:

And the herbs & flowers & furniture & beds & chambers

Continually woven in the Looms of Enitharmon's Daughters,

In bright Cathedron's golden Dome with care & love & tears.

For the various Classes of Men are all mark'd out determinate

In Bowlahoola: & as the Spectres choose their affinities,

So they are born on Earth, & every Class is determinate:

But not by Natural, but by Spiritual power alone. Because

The Natural power continually seeks & tends to Destruction,

Ending in death: which would of itself be Eternal Death.

And all are Class'd by Spiritual & not by Natural power.

And every Natural Effect has a Spiritual Cause, and Not

A Natural: for a Natural Cause only seems: it is a Delusion

Of Ulro & a ratio of the perishing Vegetable Memory.

P. 27 SOME Sons of Los surround the Passions with porches of iron & silver,

Creating form & beauty around the dark regions of sorrow,

Giving to airy nothing a name and a habitation

Delightful: with bounds to the Infinite putting off the Indefinite

Into most holy forms of Thought: (such is the power of inspiration). 27