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The Poetry of William Blake
The Garden of Love

'The Garden of Love' by William Blake

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The Garden of Love

I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.
 
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And "Thou shalt not" writ over the door;
So I turn'd to the Garden of Love
That so many sweet flowers bore;
 
And I saw it was filled with graves,
And tomb-stones where flowers should be;
And Priests in black gowns were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars my joys & desires.

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The Garden of Love

Gilbert, F. (2013, August 26). The Garden of Love [Video file]. Retrieved from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oHubXVjsj9g

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