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Τρίτη 17 Απριλίου 2007

William Blake


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 beguil'd!

And I wept both night and day
And he wip'd my tears away
And I wept both day and night
And hid from him my hearts delight

So he took his wings and fled:
Then the morn blush'd rosy red:
I dried my tears & armed my fears,
With ten thousand shields and spears,

Soon my Angel came again;
I was arm'd, he came in vain:
For the time of youth was fled t62
And grey hairs were on my head.
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-William Blake

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Geia sou Dimitri! eipa na sou egkainiaso me comment to site. Genika polu oraio to uliko pou exeis balei! Alla auto to poiima tou William Blake einai katapliktiko! Epsaxa kai alla kai einai ola tromera endiaferonta. Oraia epilogi!