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Chap: I
1. Lo, a shadow of horror is risen
 In Eternity! Unknown, unprolific?
 Self-clos’d, all-repelling: what Demon
 Hath form’d this abominable void
 This soul-shudd’ring vacuum? – Some said
 “It is Urizen”, But unknown, abstracted
 Brooding secret, the dark power hid.
2. Tunes on times he divided, & measur’d
 Space by space in his ninefold darkness
 Unseen, unknown: changes appeard  
 In his desolate mountains risond [?] furious.
 By the black winds of perturbation.
3.  For he strove in battles dire
 In unseen conflictions with shapes
 Bred from his forsaken wilderness.
 Of beast, bird, fish, serpent & element
 Combustion, blast, vapour and cloud.
4.  Dark revolving in silent activity:
 Unseen in tormenting passions;
 An activity unknown and horrible;
 A self-contemplating shadow,
 In enormous labours occupied
5. But Eternals beheld his vast forests
 Age on ages he lay, clos’d, unknown,
 Brooding shut in the deep; all avoid
 The petrific abominable chaos
6. His cold horrors silent, dark Urizen
 Prepar’d: his ten thousands of thunders
 Rang’d in gloom’d array stretch out across
 The dread world, & the rolling of wheels
 As of swelling seas, sound in his clouds
 In his hills of stor’d snows, in his windstorms
 Of hail & ice: voices of terror,
 Are heard, like thunders of autumn,
 When the cloud blazes over the harvests.
Chap: II.
1. Earth was not: nor globes of attraction
 The will of the Immortal expanded
 Or contracted his all flexible senses.
 Death was not, but eternal life sprung.
2. The sound of a trumpet the heavens
 Awoke & vast clouds of blood roll’d
 Round the dim rocks of Urizen, so nam’d
 That solitary one in Immensity
Shrill the trumpet: & myriads of Eternity
A naked man runs, legs and arms outstretched, past a background of green and red flames.