"I am not one who was born in the custody of wisdom. I am one who is fond of olden times and intense in quest of the sacred knowing of the ancients." Gustave Courbet

11 January 2018

Enjoy'd.


TO the MUSES

Whether on Ida's shady brow,
        Or in the chambers of the East,
The chambers of the sun, that now
        From ancient melody have ceas'd;

Whether in Heav'n ye wander fair,
        Or the green corners of the earth,
Or the blue regions of the air,
        Where the melodious winds have birth;

Whether on crystal rocks ye rove,
        Beneath the bosom of the sea
Wand'ring in many a coral grove,
        Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry!

How have you left the ancient love
        That bards of old enjoy'd in you!
The languid strings do scarcely move!
        The sound is forc'd, the notes are few!

William Blake

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