Utah in the Afternoon The Lilly of the valley breathing in the humble grass Answer’d the lovely maid and said: “I am a watry weed, And I am very small, and love to dwell in lowly vales; So weak, the gilded butterfly scarce perches on my head; Yet I am visited from heaven, and heContinue reading “William Blake”
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