I see the Four-fold Man

 I see the Four-fold Man, The Humanity in deadly sleep 
And its fallen Emanation, the Spectre and its cruel Shadow.
 
I see the Past, Present and Future existing all at once 
Before me.
 O Divine Spirit, sustain me on thy wings, 
That I may awake Albion from his long and cold repose; 
For Bacon and Newton, sheath'd in dismal steel, their terrors hang 
Like iron scourges over Albion: reasonings like vast serpents 
Infold around my limbs, bruising my minute articulations.
 

I turn my eyes to the schools and universities of Europe 
And there behold the Loom of Locke, whose Woof rages dire, 
Wash'd by the Water-wheels of Newton: black the cloth 
In heavy wreaths folds over every nation: cruel works 
Of many Wheels I view, wheel without wheel, with cogs tyrannic 
Moving by compulsion each other, not as those in Eden, which, 
Wheel within wheel, in freedom revolve in harmony and peace.

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