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Songs of Innocence, and Songs of ExperienceThe Marriage of Heaven and HellOnce a dream did weave a shade O'er my angel guarded bed, That an emmet lost its way Where on grass methought I lay. Troubled, wildered, and forlorn, Dark, benighted, travel-worn, Over many a tangled spray, All heart broke, I heard her say: 'O my children! do they cry, Do they hear their father sigh? Now they look abroad to see, Now return and weep for me.
Songs of Innocence, and Songs of ExperienceThe Marriage of Heaven and HellOnce a dream did weave a shade O'er my angel guarded bed, That an emmet lost its way Where on grass methought I lay. Troubled, wildered, and forlorn, Dark, benighted, travel-worn, Over many a tangled spray, All heart broke, I heard her say: 'O my children! do they cry, Do they hear their father sigh? Now they look abroad to see, Now return and weep for me.
