| Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 12501900. |
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| William Blake. 17571827 |
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| 485. Song |
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| MY silks and fine array, | |
| My smiles and languish'd air, | |
| By Love are driven away; | |
| And mournful lean Despair | |
| Brings me yew to deck my grave: | 5 |
| Such end true lovers have. | |
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| His face is fair as heaven | |
| When springing buds unfold: | |
| O why to him was 't given, | |
| Whose heart is wintry cold? | 10 |
| His breast is Love's all-worshipp'd tomb, | |
| Where all Love's pilgrims come. | |
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| Bring me an axe and spade, | |
| Bring me a winding-sheet; | |
| When I my grave have made, | 15 |
| Let winds and tempests beat: | |
| Then down I'll lie, as cold as clay: | |
| True love doth pass away! | |
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