To The Accuser Who Is The God Of This World Poem by William Blake

To The Accuser Who Is The God Of This World

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Truly My Satan thou art but a Dunce
And dost not know the Garment from the Man
Every Harlot was a Virgin once
Nor canst thou ever change Kate into Nan

Tho thou art Worship'd by the Names Divine
Of Jesus & Jehovah thou art still
The Son of Morn in weary Nights decline
The lost Travellers Dream under the Hill

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Albert 21 November 2020

Is he say that Jesus and the Father worship satan

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Ratnakar Mandlik 13 August 2016

The lost travellers Dream under the hill. Outstanding and superb expression. Thanks for sharing this great poem here.

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