The nameless Shadowy Female rose from out the breast of Orc,
Her snaky hair brandishing in the winds
And thus her voice arose:--
`O mother Enitharmon, wilt thou bring forth other sons,
cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found?
For I am faint with travel,
Like the dark cloud
disburden'd in the day of dismal thunder.
`My roots are brandish'd in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneath
Surge, foam, and labour into life, first
born and first consum'd!
Consumèd and consuming!
Then why shouldst thou, Accursèd Mother, bring me
`I wrap my turban of thick clouds around my lab'ring head,
And fold the sheety waters as a mantle round
Yet the red sun and moon
And all the overflowing stars rain down prolific pains.
`Unwilling I look up to heaven, unwilling count the stars:
Sitting in fathomless abyss of my immortal shrine
seize their burning power,
And bring forth howling terrors, all-devouring fiery kings,
`Devouring and devourèd, roaming on dark and desolate mountains,
In forests of Eternal Death, shrieking
in hollow trees.
Ah, mother Enitharmon!
Stamp not with solid form this vig'rous progeny of fires.
`I bring forth from my teeming bosom myriads of flames,
And thou dost stamp them with a signet; then
they roam abroad,
And leave me void as death.
Ah! I am drown'd in shady woe and visionary joy.
`And who shall bind the Infinite with an eternal band
To compass it with swaddling bands? and who shall
With milk and honey?
I see it smile, and I roll inward, and my voice is past.'
She ceas'd, and roll'd her shady clouds
Into the secret place.
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