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 102 despair,' are heard throughout; we see thought change the infinite to a serpent:

The serpent temple shadows the whole island:

The whole book is a lament and protest, and it ends with a call to spiritual battle. In a gay and naive prologue, written by Blake in a copy of Europe in the possession of Mr. Linnell, and quoted by Ellis and Yeats, Blake tells us that he caught a fairy on a streaked tulip, and brought him home: