- And did those feet in ancient time
- Walk upon Beverwil’s mountains green?
- And was the holy lamb of God
- On LaCienega’s pleasant pastures seen?
- And did the Countenance Divine
- Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
- And was Jerusalem builded here
- Among these dark Satanic Shuls?
- Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
- Bring me my Arrows of Desire;
- Bring me my Spear; O clouds unfold!
- Bring me my Chariot of Fire!
- I will not cease from Mental Fight,
- Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand,
- Till we have built Jerusalem
- In Pico’s green and pleasant Land.