I see the Four-fold Man
The Humanity in deadly sleep and its fallen Emanation
The Spectre and its cruel Shadow
I see the Past, Present, and Future, existing all at once before me
O Divine Spirit, sustain me on thy wings
That I may awake Albion from his long and cold repose
For Bacon and Newton, sheath'd in dismal steel
Their terrors hang like iron scourges over Albion;
Reasonings like vast serpents infold around my limbs
Bruising my minute articulations
I turn my eyes to the Schools and Universities of Europe
And there behold the Loom of Locke, whose Woof rages dire
Wash'd by the Water-wheels of Newton
Black the cloth in heavy wreaths folds over every Nation;
Cruel works of many Wheels I view
Wheel without wheel, with cogs tyrannic
Moving by compulsion each other, not as those in Eden, which
Wheel within Wheel in freedom revolve in harmony and peace
The Humanity in deadly sleep and its fallen Emanation
The Spectre and its cruel Shadow
I see the Past, Present, and Future, existing all at once before me
O Divine Spirit, sustain me on thy wings
That I may awake Albion from his long and cold repose
For Bacon and Newton, sheath'd in dismal steel
Their terrors hang like iron scourges over Albion;
Reasonings like vast serpents infold around my limbs
Bruising my minute articulations
I turn my eyes to the Schools and Universities of Europe
And there behold the Loom of Locke, whose Woof rages dire
Wash'd by the Water-wheels of Newton
Black the cloth in heavy wreaths folds over every Nation;
Cruel works of many Wheels I view
Wheel without wheel, with cogs tyrannic
Moving by compulsion each other, not as those in Eden, which
Wheel within Wheel in freedom revolve in harmony and peace
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