And did those feet in ancient time, 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 Among these dark satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning 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 Til we have built Jerusalem In England's green and pleasant land.
(Poem written by William Blake in 1804)
History and views of CarinthiaEdit
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