And did those feet in ancient time <br />Walk upon England's mountains green? <br />And was the holy Lamb of God <br />On England's pleasant pastures seen? <br /> <br />And did the Countenance Divine <br />Shine forth upon our clouded hills? <br />And was Jerusalem builded here, <br />Among these dark Satanic Mills? <br /> <br />Bring me my Bow of burning gold: <br />Bring me my Arrows of desire: <br />Bring me my Spear:O clouds unfold! <br />Bring me my Chariot of fire! <br /> <br />I will not cease from Mental Fight, <br />Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand, <br />Till we have built Jerusalem <br />In England's green & pleasant Land.<br /><br />William Blake<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/from-milton-and-did-those-feet/
