For Children - The Gates of Paradise (Copie D Plaque 16, 1793), de William Blake
« How sweet I roam’d from field to field,
And tasted all the summer’s pride,
‘’Till the prince of love beheld,
Who in the sunny beams did glide! »
-- William Blake, Song from the Poetical Sketches
« Weeping I walk over rocks
Over dens & thro' valleys of death
Why didst thou despise Ahania
To cast me from thy bright presence
Into the World of Loneness »
-- William Blake, The Book of Ahania
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