1st reading:[1]
Morning
To find the Western path
Right thro' the Gates of Wrath
I urge my way;
Sweet Mercy leads me on:
With soft repentant moan 5
I see the break of day.
The war of swords & spears
Melted by dewy tears
Exhales on high;
The Sun is freed from fears 10
And with soft grateful tears
Ascends the sky.
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2nd reading:[2]
Morning
To find the western path
Right thro the gates of Wrath
I urge my way
Sweet Mercy leads me on
With soft repentant moan 5
I see the break of day
The war of swords & spears
Melted by dewy tears
Exhales on high
The Sun is freed from fears 10
And with soft grateful tears
Ascends the sky
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- ↑ "Blake Complete Writings", ed. Geoffrey Keynes, pub. OUP 1966/85, p. 421.
- ↑ "The Complete Poetry & Prose of William Blake", ed. by David V. Erdman, Anchor Books, 1988, p. 478.
This work was published before January 1, 1927, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.