Hear the voice of the Bard!

Hear the voice of the Bard!
Who Present, Past, & Future sees
Whose ears have heard,
The Holy Word, 
That walk’d among the ancient trees.
Calling the lapsed Soul
And weeping in the evening dew:
That might controll,
The starry pole;
And fallen fallen light renew!

O Earth O Earth return!
Arise from out the dewy grass;
Night is worn,
And the morn
Rises from the slumberous mass.

Turn away no more:
Why wilt thou turn away
The starry floor
The watry shore
Is giv’n thee till the break of day. ”

– William Blake

 

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