Jerusalem Or Babylon
We behold thy gardens fair.
Say, to what do these compare?
And yet thy airs of fire and fume
have filled the earth with noise of doom.
The sceptered isle that Shakespeare saw,
or the Satanic mills of Blakean lore?
Jerusalem or Babylon,
Pray, which art thou, Albion?
Copyright © Julian Scutts | Year Posted 2017
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