WILLIAM BLAKE - THE MARRIAGE OF HEAVEN & HELL

The Argument

Rintrah roars, and shakes his fires in the burden’d air;

Hungry clouds swag on the deep.

Once meek, and in a perilous path,

The just man kept his course along

The vale of death.

Roses are planted where thorns grow,

And on the barren heath

Sing the honey bees.

Then the perilous path was planted,

And a river and a spring

On every cliff and tomb,

And on the bleachèd bones

Red clay brought forth;