Photo: Christopher Brown-Syed 1999.
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Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the
Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our
clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded
here
Amid these dark Satanic
mills?
Bring me my bow of
burnished gold!
Bring me my arrows of
desire!
Bring me my spear! O
clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of
fire!
I will not cease from
Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep
in my hand,
Till we have built
Jerusalem
In England's green and
pleasant Land.