Plate 14 from William Blake's Jerusalem (1804–1820), "One hair nor particle of dust....".
The Dark Night of the Soul (St John Of the Cross)
On a dark night,
Kindled in love with yearnings–oh, happy chance!–
I went forth without being observed,
My house being now at rest.
In darkness and secure,
By the secret ladder, disguised–oh, happy chance!–
In darkness and in concealment,
My house being now at rest.
In the happy night,
In secret, when none
William Blake • Jerusalem. The Emanation of the Giant Albion/Plate 12 - Wikisource, the free online library
Before their eyes in sudden view appear The secrets of the hoary deep, a dark Illimitable ocean without bound, N Without dimension, where length, breadth, and heighth And time and place are lost, where eldest Night And Chaos, áncestors of Nature, hold Eternal anarchy amidst the noise Of endless wars and by confusion stand. For Hot, Cold, Moist, and
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