Long Love Poems

Love Poem #15

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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 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. ~William Blake~

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