William Blake (1757–1827). The Poetical Works. 1908.
Verses from The Gates of Paradise[Prologue]
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Such are the Gates of Paradise,
Against the Accuser’s chief desire,
Who walk’d among the stones of fire.
Jehovah’s Finger wrote the Law;
Then wept; then rose in zeal and awe,
And the dead corpse, from Sinai’s heat,
Buried beneath His Mercy-seat.
O Christians! Christians! tell me why
You rear it on your altars high?