Jerusalem
William Blake
1757 to 1827
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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And was the holy Lamb of God,
And was Jerusalem builded here,
And did the Countenance Divine,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
Bring me my Chariot of fire!
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my arrows of desire:
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
And did those feet in ancient time
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
Bring me my Bow of burning gold:
In Englands green & pleasant Land.
Among these dark Satanic Mills?