| Ah! Sun-flower | |
| William Blake (from Songs of Experience, 1794) | |
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Ah Sun-flower! weary of time, Who countest the steps of the Sun: Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller’s journey is done; Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow Arise from their graves and aspire Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.
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