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60. Auguries of Innocence
By William Blake (1757–1827)
To see a World in a grain of sand,
And a Heaven in a wild flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,
And Eternity in an hour.…
The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won’t believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever’s fright.…
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine;
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.…
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in Eternity.…
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar
Are waves that beat on Heaven’s shore.…
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne’er believe, do what you please.
If the Sun and Moon should doubt,
They’d immediately go out.…
God appears, and God is Light,
To those poor souls who dwell in Night;
But does a Human Form display
To those who dwell in realms of Day.
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By William Blake (1757–1827)
To see a World in a grain of sand,
And a Heaven in a wild flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,
And Eternity in an hour.…
The bat that flits at close of eve
Has left the brain that won’t believe.
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbeliever’s fright.…
Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothing for the soul divine;
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.…
Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in Eternity.…
The bleat, the bark, bellow, and roar
Are waves that beat on Heaven’s shore.…
He who doubts from what he sees
Will ne’er believe, do what you please.
If the Sun and Moon should doubt,
They’d immediately go out.…
God appears, and God is Light,
To those poor souls who dwell in Night;
But does a Human Form display
To those who dwell in realms of Day.
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Waited to call Lureen until after making the arrangements. Soon as I found out the funeral was Thursday at the Reformation Baptist Church, I called Lureen. She was in some kind of a snit. For a change her attitude didn't get under my skin-- didn't make me feel like such a lowly sidewinder for what I done. Then she went and got all, "I'm so sorry for bitin' yer head off," and I started feeling all guilty again.
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