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William Blake

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    The sun does arise,
    And make happy the skies
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    O Dagworth, France is sick! the very sky,
    Tho’ sunshine light it, seems to me as pale
    As the pale fainting man on his death-bed,
    Whose face is shewn by light of sickly taper!
    It makes me sad and sick at very heart,
    Thousands must fall to-day!
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    The lineaments of Gratified Desire.
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    Pale is the morning cloud in his visage
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    instead of words harsh hissings
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    As I was walking among the fires of hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius; which to Angels look like torment and insanity.
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