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The New Jerusalem
(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

The New Jerusalem

Poem By William Blake

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 charriot 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.

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Comments (3)

A beautiful creation well conceived and nicely penned. Thanks for sharing.
A classical and famous poem, deservedly so. He asks four questions in the first two stanzas, to do with Jesus and England. The poet will not be happy 'Till we have built Jerusalem/ In England's green and pleasant land'. Blake's Utopian vision, which has not yet come about in England, but no matter.
One of his best poems