William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

The Angel that presided o'er my birth


The Angel that presided o'er my birth
Said, 'Little creature, form'd of Joy and Mirth,
'Go love without the help of any Thing on Earth.'

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
Edited: Monday, November 28, 2011

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