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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Songs of Innocence and Experience by William Blake: I'll shade him from the heat till he can bear
To lean in joy upon our Father's knee;
And then I'll stand and stroke his silver hair,
And be like him, and he will then love me.
THE BLOSSOM
Merry, merry sparrow!
Under leaves so green
A happy blossom
Sees you, swift as arrow,
Seek your cradle narrow,
Near my bosom.
Songs of Innocence and Experience |
