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The Song of Phoebe and Jellicoe

PHOEBE drest like beauty’s queen,  
Jellicoe in faint pea-green,  
Sitting all beneath a grot,  
Where the little lambkins trot.  
 
Maidens dancing, loves a-sporting,  
All the country folks a-courting,  
Susan, Johnny, Bob, and Joe,  
Lightly tripping on a row.  
 
Happy people, who can be  
In happiness compar’d with ye?        
The pilgrim with his crook and hat  
Sees your happiness complete.

Songs from ‘An Island in The Moon’

Altre opere di William Blake...



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