Luyện nghe bài hát A Memorable Fancy 4

(plates 17-20)
An angel to me and said: 'O pitiable foolish young man! O horrible! O
dreadful state! Consider the hot burning dungeon thou art for
to all eternity, to which thou art going in such career. 'I said:
'Perhaps you will be willing to shew me my lot & we will
contemplate together upon it and see whether your lot or is most
desirable. ' So he took me a stable & thro' a church & down into the
church vault. At the end of which was a mill: the mill we went, and
came to a cave: down the cavern we groped our tedious way, till a
void boundless as a nether sky beneath us.& we held by the roots
of trees and over this immensity; but I said: 'If you please we will
commit to this void, and see whether providence is here also: if
you will not, I will? ' But he 'Do not presume, o young-man, but
as we here remain, behold thy lot which will soon when the darkness
passes away. ' So I remain'd with him, in a twisted root of an
he was suspended in a fungus, which hung with the head downward into
the deep. By we beheld the infinite abyss, fiery as the smoke of a
burning city; beneath us, at an distance, was the sun, black but
shinning; round it fiery tracks on which revolv'd vast spiders,
crawling after their prey, flew, or rather swum, in the infinite
deep, in the most terrific shapes of animals sprung from the
air was full of them,& seem'd of them: these are devils, and are
called of the air. I now asked my companion which was my eternal
lot? He said: 'Between the black & white spiders' but now, from
the black & white spiders, a cloud and fire and rolled thro' the
deep. Black'ning all beneath, so that the nether deep grew as a
sea,& rolled with a noise; beneath us was nothing now to be seen
but a tempest, till looking east between the cloudes & waves, we saw
a cataract of blood mixed fire, and not many stones' throw from us
appear'd and sunk again the scaly fold of a serpent; at last, to
the east, distant about three degrees, appear'd a fiery crest the
waves; slowly it reared like a ridge of golden rocks, till we
two globes of fire, from which the sea fled away in clouds of
smoke; and now we saw it was the head of Leviathan; his was
divided into streaks of green & purple those on a tyger's forehead:
soon we saw his mouth & red gills hung just above the raging foam,
the black deep with beams of blood, towards us with all the fury
of a spiritual existence. My the angel climb'd up from his station
into the mill; I remain'd alone;& then this was no more, but I
found myself on a pleasant bank beside a river by moonlight
hearing a harper, who sung to the harp;& his was: 'The man who never
his opinion is like standing water,& breeds reptiles of the mind. '
But I apose and sought for the mill,& I found my angel, who,
surprised asked me how I escaped? I answer'd: that we saw was owing
to metaphysics; for when you ran away, I found myself on a bank by
hearing a harper. But now we have seen my eternal lot, shall I
shew you yours? ' He lugh'd at my but I by force suddenly caught
him in my arms,& flew thro' the night, till we were elevated
above the earth's shadow; then I flung with him directly into the
body of the sun; here I clothed myself in white & in my hand
Swedenborg's volumes, from the glorious clime, and passed all the
planets till we came to here I staid to rest,& then leap'd into
the between Saturn & fixed stars. 'Here', said I, 'Is your lot, in
this space, if it may be call'd. ' Soon we saw the stable and the
church,& I took him to the altar and the bible, and lo! It was a
deep pit, into which I descended, driving the before me; soon we saw
seven houses of brick; one we enter'd; in it were a of monkeys,
baboons,& all of species, chain'd by the middle, grinning and
at one another, but witheld by the shortness of their chains:
however, I saw they sometimes grew numerous; and then the weak were
by the strong, and with a grinning aspect, first coupled with,&
then devour'd, by plucking off first one limb and then another, the
body was left a helpless trunk; this, grinning & kissing it with
seeming fondness, they devour'd too; and & there I saw one savourily
the flesh off of his own tail; as the stench terribly annoy'd us
both, we went into the mill,& in my brought the skeleton of a body,
which in the mill was Aristotele's analitycs. So the angel said:
phantasy has imposed upon me,& thou oughtest to be ashamed. 'I
'We on one another, & it is but lost time to converse with you
whose works are only analytics. ' Opposition is friendship.

(plates 21-22)
I have always found that angels the vanity to speak of
themselves as the only wise; this they do a confident insolence
from systematic reasoning, Swedenborg boasts that what he writes
is new; Tho' it is the contents or index of already publish'd books.
A man carried a monkey about for a shew,& he was a little wiser
than the monkey, grew vain, and conciev'd himself as wiser than seven
men. It is so with Swedenborg: He shews the of churches & exposes
hypocrites, till he imagines all religious,& himself the single one
on earth that ever broke a net. Now hear a fact: Swedenborg has not
written one net truth, now hear he has written all the old
falsehoods. And now hear the reason. He with angels who are all
religious & not with devils who all hate religion. For he was
incapable his conceited notions. Thus Swedenborg writings are a
recapitulation of all opinions, and an analysis of the more
sublime but not further. Have now plain fact. Any man of
talents may, from the writings of Paracelus or Jacob Behmen,
produce ten thousand volumes of equal value with Swedenborg's, and
those of or Shakespear an infinite number. But when he has done
this, let him not say that he knows better than his master, for he
holds a in sunshine.