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Monday, March 17, 2008

Eternity, Blake


Eternity

He who bends to himself a joy
Does the wingéd life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise.



From Proverbs from Hell

No bird soars too high,
if he soars with his own wings.


William Blake (1757-1827)




Posted by Paul Bagshaw at 9:15 pm
Labels: Poem, William Blake

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