English poem
Plate 97
Awake! Awake Jerusalem! O lovely Emanation of Albion Awake and overspread all Nations as in Ancient Time For lo! the Night of Death is past and the Eternal Day Appears upon our Hills: Awake Jerusalem, and come away
So spake the Vision of Albion & in him so spake in my hearing The Universal Father. Then Albion stretchd his hand into Infinitude. And took his Bow. Fourfold the Vision for bright beaming Urizen Layd his hand on the South & took a breathing Bow of carved Gold Luvah his hand stretch'd to the East & bore a Silver Bow bright shining Tharmas Westward a Bow of Brass pure flaming richly wrought Urthona Northward in thick storms a Bow of Iron terrible thundering.
And the Bow is a Male & Female & the Quiver of the Arrows of Love, Are the Children of this Bow: a Bow of Mercy & Loving-kindness: laying Open the hidden Heart in Wars of mutual Benevolence Wars of Love And the Hand of Man grasps firm between the Male & Female Loves And he Clothed himself in Bow & Arrows in awful state Fourfold In the midst of his Twenty-eight Cities each with his Bow breathing