User:Leutha

:He came down from Highgate thro' Hackney & Holloway towards London

:Till he came to old Stratford, & thence to Stepney & the Isle

:Of Leutha's Dogs, thence thro' the narrows of the River's side,

:And saw every minute particular, the jewels of Albion, running down

:The kennels of the streets and lanes as if they were abhorr'd

:Every Universal Form was become barren mountains of moral

:Virtue, and every Minute Particular harden'd into grains of sand

:And all the tendernesses of the soul cast forth as filth and mire.

:::Jerusalem by William Blake