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 Himself: that seeing all his loves by her cut off, he leaves

Her also, intirely abstracting himself from Female loves:

She shall relent in fear of death; She shall begin to give

Her maidens to her husband, delighting in his delight.

And then & then alone begins the happy Female joy

As it is done in Beulah, & thou, O Virgin Babylon Mother of Whoredoms,

Shalt bring Jerusalem in thine arms in the night watches: and

No longer turning her a wandering Harlot in the streets,

Shalt give her into the arms of God your Lord & Husband.

Such are the Songs of Beulah, in the Lamentations of Ololon.

P. 34 AND all the Songs of Beulah sounded comfortable notes

To comfort Ololon's lamentation, for they said:

Are you the Fiery Circle that late drove in fury & fire

The Eight Immortal Starry-Ones down into Ulro dark,

Rending the Heavens of Beulah with your thunders & lightnings?

And can you thus lament & can you pity & forgive?

Is terror chang'd to pity, O wonder of Eternity?

And the Four States of Humanity in its Repose,

Were shewed them. First of Beulah, a most pleasant Sleep

On Couches soft, with mild music, tended by Flowers of Beulah,

Sweet Female forms, winged or floating in the air spontaneous:

The Second State is Alla, & the third State Al-Ulro:

But the Fourth State is dreadful, it is named Or-Ulro.

The First State is in the Head, the Second is in the Heart,

The Third in the Loins & Seminal Vessels, & the Fourth

In the Stomach & Intestines terrible, deadly, unutterable.

And he whose Gates are open'd in those Regions of his Body

Can from those Gates view all these wondrous Imaginations.

But Ololon sought the Or-Ulro & its fiery Gates,

And the Couches of the Martyrs: & many Daughters of Beulah

Accompany them down to the Ulro with soft melodious tears,

A long journey & dark thro' Chaos in the track of Milton's course,

To where the Contraries of Beulah War beneath Negations Banner.

Then View'd from Milton's Track they see the Ulro, a vast Polypus

Of living fibres down into the Sea of Time & Space growing,

A self-devouring monstrous Human Death Twenty seven fold:

Within it sit Five Females & the nameless Shadowy Mother,

Spinning it from their bowels with songs of amorous delight

And melting cadences that lure the Sleepers of Beulah down 35