Illustrations to Young's Night Thoughts
Four Zoas, Night IX, Page 117, (E 386) "Night the Ninth Being The Last Judgment And Los & Enitharmon builded Jerusalem weeping Over the Sepulcher & over the Crucified body Which to their Phantom Eyes appear'd still in the Sepulcher But Jesus stood beside them in the Spirit Separating Their Spirit from their body. Terrified at Non Existence For such they deemd the death of the body. Los his vegetable hands Outstretchd his right hand branching out in fibrous Strength Siezd the Sun. His left hand like dark roots coverd the Moon And tore them down cracking the heavens across from immense to immense Then fell the fires of Eternity with loud & shrill Sound of Loud Trumpet thundering along from heaven to heaven A mighty sound articulate Awake ye dead & come To judgment from the four winds Awake & Come away Folding like scrolls of the Enormous volume of Heaven & Earth With thunderous noise & dreadful shakings rocking to & fro The heavens are shaken & the Earth removed from its place The foundations of the Eternal hills discoverd The thrones of Kings are shaken they have lost their robes & crowns The poor smite their opressors they awake up to the harvest The naked warriors rush together down to the sea shore Trembling before the multitudes of slaves now set at liberty They are become like wintry flocks like forests stripd of leaves The opressed pursue like the wind there is no room for escape The Spectre of Enitharmon let loose on the troubled deep Waild shrill in the confusion & the Spectre of Urthona PAGE 118 Recievd her in the darkning South their bodies lost they stood Trembling & weak a faint embrace a fierce desire as when Two shadows mingle on a wall they wail & shadowy tears Fell down & shadowy forms of joy mixd with despair & grief Their bodies buried in the ruins of the Universe Mingled with the confusion. Who shall call them from the Grave"