He saw Orc, a Serpent form, augmenting times on times In the fierce battle; and he saw the Lamb of
God, and the world of Los Surrounded by his dark machines; for Orc augmented swift In fury, a Serpent
wondrous, among the constellations of Urizen. A crest of fire rose on his forehead, red as the carbuncle; Beneath,
down to his eyelids, scales of pearl; then gold and silver, Immingled with the ruby, overspread his visage; down His
furious neck, writhing contortive in dire budding pains, The scaly armour shot out. Stubborn, down his
back and bosom, The emerald, onyx, sapphire, jasper, beryl, amethyst, Strove in terrific emulation which
should gain a place Upon the mighty fiend -- the fruit of the Mysterious. Tree Kneaded in Uvith's kneading-
trough.