Plate 90

The Feminine separates from the Masculine & both from Man, Ceasing to be His Emanations, Life to Themselves assuming! And while they circumscribe his Brain, & while they circumscribe His Heart, & while they circumscribe his Loins! a Veil & Net Of Veins of red Blood grows around them like a scarlet robe. Covering them from the sight of Man like the woven Veil of Sleep Such as the Flowers of Beulah weave to be their Funeral Mantles But dark! opake! tender to touch, & painful! & agonizing To the embrace of love, & to the mingling of soft fibres Of tender affection. that no more the Masculine mingles With the Feminine. but the Sublime is shut out from the Pathos In howling torment, to build stone walls of separation, compelling The Pathos, to weave curtains of hiding secresy from the torment.

Bowen & Conwenna stood on Skiddaw cutting the Fibres Of Benjamin from Chesters River: loud the River; loud the Mersey And the Ribble. thunder into the Irish sea, as the Twelve Sons Of Albion drank & imbibed the Life & eternal Form of Luvah Cheshire & Lancashire & Westmoreland groan in anguish As they cut the fibres from the Rivers he sears them with hot Iron of his Forge & fixes them into Bones of chalk & Rock Conwenna sat above: with solemn cadences she drew Fibres of life out from the Bones into her golden Loom Hand had his Furnace on Highgates heights & it reachd

To Brockley Hills across the Thames: he with double Boadicea In cruel pride cut Reuben apart from the Hills of Surrey Comingling with Luvah & with the Sepulcher of Luvah For the Male is a Furnace of beryll: the Female is a golden Loom

Los cries: No Individual ought to appropriate to Himself Or to his Emanation, any of the Universal Characteristics Of David or of Eve, of the Woman, or of the Lord. Of Reuben or of Benjamin, of Joseph or Judah or Levi Those who dare appropriate to themselves Universal Attributes Are the Blasphemous Selfhoods & must be broken asunder A Vegetated Christ & a Virgin Eve, are the Hermaphroditic Blasphemy, by his Maternal Birth he is that Evil-One And his Maternal Humanity must be put off Eternally Lest the Sexual Generation swallow up Regeneration Come Lord Jesus take on thee the Satanic Body of Holiness

So Los cried in the Valleys of Middlesex in the Spirit of Prophecy While in Selfhood Hand & Hyle & Bowen & Skofeld appropriate The Divine Names: seeking to Vegetate the Divine Vision In a corporeal & ever dying Vegetation & Corruption Mingling with Luvah in One. they become One Great Satan

Loud scream the Daughters of Albion beneath the Tongs & Hammer Dolorous are their lamentations in the burning Forge They drink Reuben & Benjamin as the iron drinks the fire They are red hot with cruelty: raving along the Banks of Thames And on Tyburns Brook among the howling Victims in loveliness While Hand & Hyle condense the Little-ones & erect them into A mighty Temple even to the stars: but they Vegetate Beneath Los's Hammer, that Life may not be blotted out.

For Los said: When the Individual appropriates Universality He divides into Male & Female: & when the Male & Female, Appropriate Individuality, they become an Eternal Death. Hermaphroditic worshippers of a God of cruelty & law! Your Slaves & Captives; you compell to worship a God of Mercy. These are the Demonstrations of Los, & the blows of my mighty Hammer

So Los spoke. And the Giants of Albion terrified & ashamed With Los's thunderous Words, began to build trembling rocking Stones For his Words roll in thunders & lightnings among the Temples Terrified rocking to & fro upon the earth, & sometimes Resting in a Circle in Maiden or in Strathness or Dura. Plotting to devour Albion & Los the friend of Albion Denying in private: mocking God & Eternal Life: & in Public Collusion, calling themselves Deists, Worshipping the Maternal Humanity; calling it Nature, and Natural Religion

But still the thunder of Los peals loud & thus the thunder's cry

These beautiful Witchcrafts of Albion, are gratifyd by Cruelty