I saw a chapel all of gold

Blake's manuscript: "I saw a chapel all of gold..."

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I saw a chapel all of gold
That none did dare to enter in;
And many weeping stood without,
Weeping, mourning, worshipping.

I saw a serpent rise between
The white pillars of the door,
And he forc’d & forc’d & forc’d –
Down the golden hinges tore,

And along the pavement sweet,
Set with pearls & rubies bright,
All his slimy length he drew,
Till upon the altar white

Vomiting his poison out
On the bread & on the wine.
So I turn’d into a sty
And laid me down among the swine.

This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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