And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And b... - William Blake, Songs of Innocence and of Experience
"And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires."
"And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires."
"When the stars threw down their spears, and watered heaven with their tears, did he smile his work to see? Did he who made the Lamb make thee?"
"How can the bird that is born for joySit in a cage and sing?How can a child, when fears annoy,But droop his tender wing,And forget his youthful spring?"