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Thomas Humphry Ward, ed.  The English Poets.  1880–1918.
Vol. III. The Eighteenth Century: Addison to Blake
Extracts from Songs of Experience: The Angel
By William Blake (1757–1827)
I DREAMT a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden queen,
Guarded by an angel mild;
Witless woe was ne’er beguiled.
And I wept both night and day,        5
And he wiped my tears away;
And I wept both day and night,
And hid from him my heart’s delight.
So he took his wings and fled;
Then the morn blushed rosy red;        10
I dried my tears and armed my fears
With ten thousand shields and spears.
Soon my angel came again:
I was armed, he came in vain;
For the time of youth was fled,        15
And grey hairs were on my head.

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