William Blake

O thou who passest through our valleys in
Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat
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O thou who passest through our valleys in
Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat
That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer,
Oft pitchest here thy golden tent, and oft
Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld
With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath die end.
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I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath die end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in read more

To see the world in a grain of sand, and to see heaven in a wild flower, hold infinity in the palm of your hands, and eternity in an hour.

The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.

The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.

One thought fills immensity.

One thought fills immensity.