| William Blake (1757–1827). The Poetical Works. 1908. | | | | On Art and Artists | | The cripple every step drudges and labours |
| | VII THE CRIPPLE every step drudges and labours, | |
| And says: ‘Come, learn to walk of me, good neighbours.’ | |
| Sir Joshua in astonishment cries out: | |
| ‘See, what great labour! pain in modest doubt! 1 | |
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| ‘He walks and stumbles as if he crep, | 5 |
| And how high labour’d is every step!’ | |
| Newton and Bacon cry ‘Being badly nurst, | |
| He is all experiments from last to first.’ | |
| | | Note 1. VII 4 His pains are more than others, there ’s no doubt MS. 1st rdg. del. [back] | | |
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