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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 travellers journey is done. Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale ****** shrouded in snow: Arise from their graves and aspire. Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.
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Ah! Sun-Flower
Ah Sun-flower! weary of time. Who countest the steps of the Sun; Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the travellers journey is done. Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale ****** shrouded in snow: Arise from their graves and aspire. Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.
William Blake
1757 - 1827/Male/English