Angel came, knowing my dreadful state
"Horrible! For yourself dungeon
Burning hot to all eternity
You prepare, going in
such career"
I muttered in a sudden and ridiculous anger which had no grounds
"Perhaps you will be willing to shew me my eternal
lot
And we will contemplate together upon it
And see whether your lot or mine is most desirable"
He took me down the winding
cave...
Nether sky... "Is that providence?"
"Don't presume, as we here remain
I'll watch thy lot when the darkness
melts"
Distance shining, vast crawling spiders
Sprung from corrupting
Most terrific shapes
"These are the
devils
Powers of the air"
Then I asked companion
"What's eternal lot?"
"Look between the black and white
Rolling into
deep"
Scaly foldy monstrous serpent, drifting tempest
Globes of clouds, ridge of purple, crimson foam
Into streaks divided
forehead, red gills, mouthmire
Towards us advancing quickly just above the fire
I remained alone and then
Heard loud harp
"One
who never sanctifies
Breeds reptiles of mind"
I arose and sought the guide
Caught him in my arms
Flung with him
directly
Right into the sun
Open'd bible had a welcome pit
We descended, seven houses of brick
One we entered
Picking
up the flesh
Chained monkeys of annoying stench
So the angel said "Thy phantasy
Has imposed upon me and thou
Oughtest to
be ashamed"
I answered "We impose on one
Another and it is but lost time
To converse with you
Whose works are only analytics
"