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Plate 6, Copy B
Erdman writes on page 469:
"The Blakean reversal here is typical: oppressors talking of casting pearls before the swinish multitude; Blake 'saw' that the people were the pearls and that they had been 'hardened' by the contempt of those who treated them like swine and who cast forth 'all the tenderness of the soul... as filth & mire.' Here was the core of his answer.
He could not help 'looking on Albions City with many tears,' for the continental war was reaching a climax and the danger was imminent that Albion [Britain] would impose a conqueror's peace on Luvah [France] and perpetuate the cycle of 'deadly war (the fever of the human soul).'"
Jerusalem, Plate 45 , (E 194) "But Los Searchd in vain: closd from the minutia he walkd, difficult. He came down from Highgate thro Hackney & Holloway towards London Till he came to old Stratford & thence to Stepney & the Isle Of Leuthas Dogs, thence thro the narrows of the Rivers side And saw every minute particular, the jewels of Albion, running down The kennels of the streets & lanes as if they were abhorrd. Every Universal Form, was become barren mountains of Moral Virtue: and every Minute Particular hardend into grains of sand: And all the tendernesses of the soul cast forth as filth & mire, Among the winding places of deep contemplation intricate To where the Tower of London frownd dreadful over Jerusalem: A building of Luvah builded in Jerusalems eastern gate to be His secluded Court: thence to Bethlehem where was builded Dens of despair in the house of bread: enquiring in vain Of stones and rocks he took his way, for human form was none: And thus he spoke, looking on Albions City with many tears" Jerusalem, Plate 33 , (E 179) "So Los spoke: But when he saw blue death in Albions feet, Again he join'd the Divine Body, following merciful; While Albion fled more indignant! revengeful covering Plate 34  His face and bosom with petrific hardness, and his hands And feet, lest any should enter his bosom & embrace His hidden heart; his Emanation wept & trembled within him: Uttering not his jealousy, but hiding it as with Iron and steel, dark and opake, with clouds & tempests brooding: His strong limbs shudderd upon his mountains high and dark. Turning from Universal Love petrific as he went, His cold against the warmth of Eden rag'd with loud Thunders of deadly war (the fever of the human soul)" Jerusalem, Plate 45 , (E 194) "And he who takes vengeance alone is the criminal of Providence; If I should dare to lay my finger on a grain of sand In way of vengeance; I punish the already punishd: O whom Should I pity if I pity not the sinner who is gone astray! O Albion, if thou takest vengeance; if thou revengest thy wrongs Thou art for ever lost! What can I do to hinder the Sons Of Albion from taking vengeance? or how shall I them perswade. So spoke Los, travelling thro darkness & horrid solitude:"