America A Prophecy (Illuminated Manuscript with the Original Illustrations of William Blake) E-Book
William Blake
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- Herausgeber: DigiCat
- Kategorie: Sachliteratur, Reportagen, Biografien
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023
In 'America A Prophecy', William Blake delves into the socio-political landscape of America during the late 18th century, using his unique blend of poetry and art to depict a visionary perspective on the American Revolution. This illuminated manuscript is a masterful example of Blake's prophetic voice and his intricate interweaving of text and illustration, drawing the reader into a world of poetic allegory and mystical symbolism. Through his vivid imagery and symbolic language, Blake challenges conventional historical narratives and offers a deeper exploration of the human experience within the context of a nation in turmoil. As one of Blake's prophetic works, 'America A Prophecy' showcases his radical vision and critique of societal structures, making it a significant contribution to both literary and artistic spheres. William Blake, known for his mystical poetry and visionary art, was a seminal figure in the Romantic movement. His profound spiritual beliefs and radical social views heavily influenced his creative output, including his illuminated manuscripts like 'America A Prophecy'. Blake's fusion of text and image in this work reflects his belief in the power of artistic expression to transform consciousness and challenge established norms. 'America A Prophecy' is a must-read for readers interested in Romantic literature, visionary art, and the intersection of politics and creativity.
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America A Prophecy (Illuminated Manuscript with the Original Illustrations of William Blake)
Table of Contents
Preludium
The shadowy daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc.
When fourteen suns had faintly journey’d o’er his dark abode;
His food she brought in iron baskets, his drink in cups of iron;
Crown’d with a helmet & dark hair the nameless female stood;
A quiver with its burning stores, a bow like that of night,
When pestilence is shot from heaven; no other arms she need:
Invulnerable tho’ naked, save where clouds roll round her loins,
Their awful folds in the dark air; silent she stood as night;
For never from her iron tongue could voice or sound arise;
But dumb till that dread day when Orc assay’d his fierce embrace.
Dark virgin; said the hairy youth, thy father stern abhorr’d;
Rivets my tenfold chains while still on high my spirit soars;
Sometimes an eagle screaming in the sky, sometimes a lion,
Stalking upon the mountains, & sometimes a whale I lash
The raging fathomless abyss, anon a serpent folding
Around the pillars of Urthona, and round thy dark limbs,
On the Canadian wilds I fold, feeble my spirit folds.
For chaind beneath I rend these caverns; when thou bringest food
I howl my joy! and my red eyes seek to behold thy face
In vain! these clouds roll to & fro, & hide thee from my sight.
Silent as despairing love, and strong as jealousy,
The hairy shoulders rend the links, free are the wrists of fire;
Round the terrific loins he siez’d the panting struggling womb;
It joy’d: she put aside her clouds & smiled her firstborn smile;
As when a black cloud shews its light’nings to the silent deep.
Soon as she saw the terrible boy then burst the virgin cry.
I know thee, I have found thee, & I will not let thee go;
Thou art the image of God who dwells in darkness of Africa;
And thou art fall’n to give me life in regions of dark death.
On my American plains I feel the struggling afflictions
Endur’d by roots that writhe their arms into the nether deep:
