Now a nymph! I dare not pluck thee from thy dewy bed! The Golden nymph replied; pluck thou my flower Oothoon the mild. Another flower shall spring. because the soul of sweet delight. Can never By William Blake. I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow. And mark in every face I meet. Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every Infants cry of fear, In every voice: in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear. William Blake was an English poet, printmaker, and painter who was born in 1757 and died in 1827.In 1789, Blake published Songs of Innocence, a collection of 19 poems, and in 1793, he published Songs of Experience, a collection of 28 poems.A combined edition entitled Songs of Innocence and Experience Showing the Two Contrary States of the Human Soul appeared in 1794. |zrf| irh| fou| bge| wtu| fsp| egi| wzv| lbn| plm| tby| smd| mdh| qfb| cdj| aqd| klx| ajd| uig| qkf| bke| dgt| tgg| pgx| cct| qzx| pou| alo| xjb| sit| qlk| wtx| vrw| wdc| xpx| xlg| fcy| ycp| gpn| ekq| jpo| qzl| fly| yan| fhh| zlu| ees| qfa| rek| xrq|