How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide.
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'What,' it will be questioned, 'when the sun rises, do you not see a round disc of fire somewhat like a guinea' 'O no, no, I see an innumerable company of the heavenly host crying, Holy, Holy, Holy is the Lord God Almighty'William Blake
To the eyes of a miser a guinea is more beautiful than the sun, and a bag worn with the use of money has more beautiful proportions than a vine filled with grapes.
William Blake
The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels and God, and at liberty when of Devils and Hell, is because he was a true poet, and of the Devil's party without knowing it.
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Pay attention to minute particulars. Take care of the little ones. Generalization and abstraction are The plea of the hypocrite, scoundrel, and knave.
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The whore and gambler, by the state licensed, build that nation's fate. The harlot's cry from street to street shall weave England's winding sheet.
William Blake
Prepare your hearts for Death's cold hand prepareYour souls for flight, your bodies for the earthPrepare your arms for glorious victoryPrepare your eyes to meet a holy GodPrepare, prepare
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