William Blake (1757–1827). The Poetical Works. 1908.
Selections from The Four Zoas[Los in his Wrath]
(Four Zoas, Night VII, First Version, ll. 38–46.)
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The Moon his furious forehead, circled with black bursting thunders;
His naked limbs glitt’ring upon the dark blue sky, his knees
Bathèd in bloody clouds; his loins in fires of War, where spears
And swords rage, where the Eagles cry and Vultures laugh, saying:
Pamper’d in palaces for our food, the blood of Captains nurtur’d
With lust and murder for our drink. The drunken Raven shall wander
All night among the slain, and mock the wounded that groan in the field.’