by William Blake
I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And “Thou shalt not” writ over the door;
So I turned to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore;
And I [...]
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The Garden of Love
Posted in Poetry, tagged Blake, Songs of Innocence and Experience on 16 October, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
