William Blake

“ Now
all the Gods in black'ning Ranks appear, like a tempestuous thunder
Cloud. Pride leads. them on. Now they surround the God and bind
him fast. Pride bound him, then usurp'd o'er all the Gods. She Rode
upon the swelling wind, and scatter'd all who durst t'oppose; but
80 Shame opposing fierce and hovering over her in the darkning storm,
She brought forth Rage. And Shame bore honour, & made league
with Pride [2] . Meanwhile Strife, Mighty Prince, was born. Envy in
direful Pains him bore; then Envy brought forth Care. ”

“ Contentment's downy Nest do sleep, it is the cursed thorn wounding
45 my breast that makes me sing: however sweet 'tis Envy that Inspires
my Song: prickt by the fame of others how I mourn, and my com-
plaints are Sweeter than their Joys; but O, could I at Envy Shake my
hands, my notes should Rise to meet the New born Day. Hate,
Meager hag sets Envy on, Unable to Do ought herself, but Worn
50 away a Bloodless Daemon. The Gods all Serve her at her will; so
great her Power is, like fabled hecate, she doth bind them to her law. ”

“ Scarce Shall find, but Self love Stands Between.
Notes ↑ The 7-page manuscript is now in the New York Public Library. First printed by W. M. Rossetti, divided into lines, in The Monthly Review for August, 1903, with the title "The Passions".↑ This sentence is marked for insertion in two places. ”