Plate 88

Los answerd sighing like the Bellows of his Furnaces

I care not! the swing of my Hammer shall measure the starry round[.] When in Eternity Man converses with Man they enter Into each others Bosom (which are Universes of delight) In mutual interchange. and first their Emanations meet Surrounded by their Children. if they embrace & comingle The Human Four-fold Forms mingle also in thunders of Intellect But if the Emanations mingle not; with storms & agitations Of earthquakes & consuming fires they roll apart in fear For Man cannot unite with Man but by their Emanations Which stand both Male & Female at the Gates of each Humanity How then can I ever again be united as Man with Man While thou my Emanation refusest my Fibres of dominion. When Souls mingle & join thro all the Fibres of Brotherhood Can there be any secret joy on Earth greater than this? Enitharmon answerd: This is Womans World, nor need she any Spectre to defend her from Man. I will Create secret places And the masculine names of the places Merlin & Arthur. A triple Female Tabernacle for Moral Law I weave That he who loves Jesus may loathe terrified Female love Till God himself become a Male subservient to the Female.

She spoke in scorn & jealousy, alternate torments; and So speaking she sat down on Sussex shore singing lulling Cadences, & playing in sweet intoxication among the glistening Fibres of Los: sending them over the Ocean eastward into The realms of dark death; O perverse to thyself, contrarious To thy own purposes; for when she began to weave Shooting out in sweet pleasure her bosom in milky Love Flowd into the aching fibres of Los. yet contending against him In pride sending his Fibres over to her objects of jealousy In the little lovely Allegoric Night of Albions Daughters Which stretchd abroad, expanding east & west & north & south Thro' all the World of Erin & of Los & all their Children

A sullen Smile broke from the Spectre in mockery & scorn Knowing himself the author of their divisions & shrinkings, gratified At their contentions, he wiped his tears he washd his visage.

The Man who respects Woman shall be despised by Woman And deadly cunning & mean abjectness only, shall enjoy them For I will make their places of joy & love, excrementitious[.] Continually building, continually destroying in Family feuds While you are under the dominion of a jealous Female Unpermanent for ever because of love & jealousy. You shall want all the Minute Particulars of Life

Thus joyd the Spectre in the dusky fires of Los's Forge, eyeing Enitharmon who at her shining Looms sings lulling cadences While Los stood at his Anvil in wrath the victim of their love And hate; dividing the Space of Love with brazen Compasses In Golgonooza & in Udan-Adan & in Entuthon of Urizen. The blow of his Hammer is Justice. the swing of his Hammer: Mercy. The force of Los's Hammer is eternal Forgiveness; but His rage or his mildness were vain, she scatterd his love on the wind Eastward into her own Center, creating the Female Womb In mild Jerusalem around the Lamb of God. Loud howl The Furnaces of Los! loud roll the Wheels of Enitharmon The Four Zoa's in all their faded majesty burst out in fury And fire. Jerusalem took the Cup which foamd in Valas hand Like the red Sun upon the mountains in the bloody day Upon the Hermaphroditic Wine-presses of Love & Wrath.