"AH, SUNFLOWER"by William BlakeAh, sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun;Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done;Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,Arise from their graves, and aspire Where my Sunflower wishes to go!
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