William Blake
(1757-1827)
Songs of Innocence and of Experience
And did those feet in ancient times
The book of Thel
The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
Jerusalem (30 plates)
 
The book of Urizen
The book of Ahania * The book of Los
 
THE BOOK OF
AHANIA
(1795)
 
 
Plate 1
Fitzwilliam Museum (Keynes Collection), Cambridge,
Copy A
 
Plate 2-6
Library of Congress (Rosenwald Collection), Washington, D.C.,
Copy A
  
  
 Ahania
plate 1
Plate 1 
  
  
THE
 
BOOK  of
 
AHANIA
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 LAMBETH
W. Blake              1795
 
Plate 2  
  
    AHANIA 
      
     Chap:  Ist  
      
    1: Fuzon, on a chariot iron-wing'd 
    On spiked flames rose; his hot visage 
    Flam'd furious! sparkles in his hair & beard 
    Shot down his wide bosom and shoulders. 
    On clouds of smoke rages his chariot 
    And his right hand burns red in its cloud 
      
    Moulding into a vast globe, his wrath 
    As the thunder-stone is moulded. 
    Son of Urizens silent burnings 
      
    2: Shall we worship this Demon of smoke, 
    Said Fuzon, this abstract non-entity 
    This cloudy God seated on waters 
    Now seen, now obscur'd, King of sorrow? 
      
    3: So he spoke, in a fiery flame, 
    On Urizen frowning indignant, 
    The Globe of wrath shaking on high 
    Roaring with fury, he threw 
    The howling Globe: burning it flew 
    Lengthning into a hungry beam. Swifdy 
      
    4: Oppos'd to the exulting flam'd beam 
    The broad Disk of Urizen upheav'd  
    Across the Void many a mile. 
      
    5: lt was forg'd in mills where the winter 
    Beats incessant; ten winters the disk 
      
      
    Unremitting endur'd the cold hammer. 
      
    6: But the strong arm that sent it, remember'd 
    The sounding beam; laughing it tore through 
    That beaten mass: keeping its direction 
    The cold loins of Urizen dividing. 
      
    7: Dire shriek'd his invisible Lust 
    Deep groan'd Urizen! stretching his awful hand 
    Ahania (so name his parted soul) 
    He siez'd on his mountains of Jealousy. 
    He groand anguishd & called her Sin, 
    Kissing her and weeping over her; 
    Then hid her in darkness in silence; 
    Jealous tho' she was invisible. 
      
    8: She fell down a faint shadow wandring 
    In chaos and circling dark Urizen, 
    As the moon anguishd circles the earth; 
    Hopeless! abhorrd! a death-shadow, 
    Unseen, unbodied, unknown, 
    The mother of Pestilence. 
      
    9: But the fiery beam of Fuzon 
    Was a pillar of fire to Egypt 
    Five hundred years wandring on earth 
    Till Los siezd it and beat in a mass 
    With the body of the sun. 
plate 2
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
plate 3
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Plate 3 
  
    Chap:  IId  
    1: But the forehead of Urizen gathering, 
    And his eyes pale with anguish, his lips 
    Blue & changing; in tears and bitter 
    Contrition he prepar'd his Bow, 
      
    2: Form'd of Ribs: that in his dark solitude 
    When obscur'd in his forests fell monsters, 
    Arose. For his dire Contemplations 
    Rush'd down like floods from his mountains 
    In torrents of mud settling thick 
    With Eggs of unnatural production 
    Forthwith hatching; some howl'd on his hills 
    Some in vales; some aloft flew in air 
      
    3: Of these: an enormous dread Serpent 
    Scaled and poisonous horned 
    Approach'd Urizen even to his knees 
    As he sat on his dark rooted Oak. 
      
    4: With his horns he push'd furious. 
    Great the conflict & great the jealousy 
    In cold poisons: but Urizen smote him 
      
    5: First he poison'd the rocks with his blood  
    Then polish'd his ribs, and his sinews  
    Dried; laid them apart till winter;  
    Then a Bow black prepar'd: on this Bow,  
    A poisoned rock plac'd in silence:  
    He utter'd these words to the Bow:  
      
    6: O How of the clouds of secresy! 
    O nerve of that lust form'd monster! 
    Send this rock swift, invisible thro' 
    The black clouds, on the bosom of Fuzon 
      
    7 So saying, In torment of his wounds, 
    He hent the enormous ribs slowly; 
    A circle of darkness! then fixed 
    The sinew in its rest: then the Rock 
    Poisonous source! plac'd with art, lifting difficult 
    Its weighty bulk: silent the rock lay. 
      
    8. While Fuzon his tygers unloosing  
    Thought Urizen slain by his wrath.  
    I am God. said he, eldest of things! 
      
    9: Sudden sings the rock, swift & invisible 
    On Fuzon flew, enter'd his bosom; 
    His beautiful visage, his tresses, 
    That gave light to the mornings of heaven 
    Were smitten with darkness, deform'd 
    And outstretch'd on the edge of the forest 
      
    10: But the rock fell upon the Earth,  
    Mount Sinai, in Arabia. 
      
    Chap:  III 
      
    1: The Globe shock; and Urizen seated 
    On black clouds his sore wound anointed 
    The ointment flow'd down on the void 
    Mix'd with blood; here the snake gets her poison 
      
    2: With difficulty & great pain; Urizen 
    Lifted on high the dead corse:  
    On his shoulders he bore it to where 
    A Tree hung over the Immensity 
      
    3: For when Urizen shrunk away 
    From Eternals, he sat on a rock 
    Harren; a rock which himself 
    From redounding fancies had petrified 
    Many tears fell on the rock, 
    Many sparks of vegetation; 
    Soon shot the painted root 
    Of Mystery, under his heel:  
    lt grew a thick tree; he wrote 
    In silence his bock of iron:  
    Till the hornd plant bending its boughs 
    Grew to roots when it felt the earth 
    And again sprung to many a tree. 
      
    4: Amaz'd started Urizen! when 
    He beheld himself compassed round 
    And high roofed over with trees 
    He arose but the sterns stood so thick 
    He with difficulty and great pain 
    Brought his Books, all but the Book 
Plate 4 
  
    Of iron, from the dismal shade 
      
    5: The Tree still grows over the Void 
    Enrooting itself all around 
    An endless labyrinth of woe 
      
    6: The corse of his first begotten 
    On the accursed Tree of MYSTERY:  
    On the topmost stem of this Tree 
    Urizen nail'd Fuzon's corse. 
      
    Chap: IV 
      
    1: Forth flew the arrows of pestilence  
    Round the pale living Corse on the tree 
      
    2: For in Urizens slumbers of abstraction 
    In the infinite ages of Eternity:  
    When his Nerves of Joy melted & flow'd 
    A white Lake on the dark blue air 
    In perturb'd pain and dismal torment 
    Now stretching out, now swift conglobing. 
      
    3: Effluvia vapor'd above 
    In noxious clouds; these hover'd thick 
    Over the disorganiz'd Immortal, 
    Till petrific pain scurfd o'er the Lakes 
    As the bones of man, solid & dark 
      
    4 The clouds of disease hover'd wide 
    Around the Immortal in torment 
    Perching around the hurtling bones 
    Disease on disease, shape on shape, 
    Winged screaming in blood & torment. 
      
    5: The Eternal Prophet beat on his anvils 
    Enrag'd in the desolate darkness 
    He forg'd nets of iron around 
    And Los threw them around the bones 
      
    6: The shapes screaming flutter'd vain 
    Some combin'd into muscles & glands 
    Some organs for craving and lust 
    Most remain'd on the tormented void:  
    Urizens army of horrors. 
      
    7: Round the pale living Corse on the Tree  
    Forty years flew the arrows of pestilence 
      
    8: Wailing and terror and woe 
    Ran thro' all his dismal world:  
    Forty years all his sons & daughters 
    Felt their skulls harden; then Asia 
    Arose in the pendulous deep. 
      
    9: They reptilize upon the Earth. 
    10: Fuzon groand on the Tree. 
      
    Chap:  V 
      
    1: The lamenting voice of Ahania 
    Weeping upon the void. 
    And round the Tree of Fuzon:  
    Distant in solitary night 
    Her voice was heard, but no form 
    Had she: but her tears from clouds 
    Eternal fell round the Tree 
      
    2: And the voice cried: Ah Urizen! Love! 
    Flower of morning I weep on the verge 
    Of Non-entity; how wide the Abyss 
    Between Ahania and thee! 
    3: I lie on the verge of the deep. 
    I see thy dark clouds ascend, 
    I see thy black forests and floods, 
    A horrible waste to my eyes! 
      
    4: Weeping I walk over rocks 
    Over dens & thro' valleys of death 
    Why didst thou despise Ahania 
    To cast me from thy bright presence 
    Into the World of Loneness 
      
    5: I cannot touch his hand:  
    Nor weep on his knees, nor hear 
    His voice & bow, nor see his eyes 
    And joy, nor hear his footsteps, and 
    My heart leap at the lovely sound! 
    I cannot kiss the place 
    Whereon his bright feet have trod, 
plate 4
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
plate 5
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Plate 5 
  
    But I wander on the rocks 
    With hard necessity. 
      
    6: Where is my golden palace 
    Where my ivory bed 
    Where the joy of my morning hour 
    Where the sons of eternity, singing 
      
    7: To awake bright Urizen, my king!  
    To arise to the mountain sport,  
    To the bliss of eternal valleys:  
      
    8: To awake my king in the morn! 
    To embrace Ahanias joy 
    On the bredth of his open bosom:  
    From my soft cloud of dew to fall 
    In showers of life on his harvests. 
      
    9: When he gave my happy soul 
    To the sons of eternal joy:  
    When he took the daughters of life. 
    Into my chambers of love:  
      
    10: When I found babes of bliss on my beds 
    And bosoms of milk in my chambers  
    Fill'd with eternal seed 
    O! eternal births sung round Ahania,  
    In interchange sweet of their joys. 
      
    Swell'd with ripeness & fat with fatness  
    Bursting on winds my odors, 
    My ripe figs and rich pomegranates  
    In infant joy at thy feet  
    O Urizen, sported and sang; 
      
    12: Then thou with thy lap full of seed 
    With thy hand full of generous fire 
    Walked forth from the clouds of morning 
    On the virgins of springing joy, 
    On the human soul to cast 
    The seed of eternal science 
      
    13: The sweat poured down thy temples 
    To Ahania return'd in evening 
    The moisture awoke to birth 
    My mother-joys, sleeping in bliss. 
      
    14: But now alone over rocks, mountains 
    Cast out from thy lovely bosom:  
    Cruel jealousy! selfish fear! 
    Self-destroying: how can delight, 
    Renew in these chains of darkness 
    Where bones of beasts are strown 
    On the bleak and snowy mountains 
    Where bones from the birth are buried 
    Before they see the light. 
FINIS
 
 *
Songs of Innocence and of Experience * And did those feet in ancient times
The book of Thel * The Marriage of Heaven and Hell * Jerusalem (30 plates)
 
The book of Urizen
The book of Ahania * The book of Los
 
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
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And Eternity in an hour
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