The First Book of Urizen

by William Blake


2. Till the shrunken eyes, clouded over,
Discern'd not the woven hipocrisy.
But the streaky slime in their heavens,
Brought together by narrowing perceptions,
Appear'd transparent air; for their eyes
Grew small like the eyes of a man,
And in reptile forms shrinking together,
Of seven feet stature they remain'd.

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