How Sweet I Roam’d from Field to Field - William Blake

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How Sweet I Roam’d from Field to Field - William Blake

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How sweet I roam'd from field to field And tasted all the summer's pride 'Till I the prince of love beheld Who in the sunny beams did glide! He shew'd me lilies for my hair And blushing roses for my brow; He led me through his gardens fair Where all his golden pleasures grow With sweet May dews my wings were wet And Phoebus fir'd my vocal rage; He caught me in his silken net And shut me in his golden cage He loves to sit and hear me sing Then, laughing, sports and plays with me; Then stretches out my golden wing And mocks my loss of liberty

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  • William Blake