My Spectre around me night and day
My Spectre around me night and day
Like a Wild beast guards my way
My Emanation far within
Weeps incessantly for my Sin
A Fathomless and boundless deep
There we wander there we weep
On the hungry craving wind
My Spectre follows thee behind
He scents thy footsteps in the snow
Wheresoever thou dost go
Thro the wintry hail and rain
When wilt thou return again
Dost thou not in Pride and scorn
Fill with tempests all my morn
And with jealousies and fears
Fill my pleasant nights with tears
Seven of my sweet loves thy knife
Has bereaved of their life
Their marble tombs I built with tearst
And with cold and shuddering fears
Seven more loves weep night and day
Round the tombs where my loves lay
And seven more loves attend each night
Around my couch with torches bright
And seven more Loves in my bed
Crown with wine my mournful headt
Pitying and forgiving all
Thy transgressions great and small
When wilt thou return and view
My loves and them to life renew
When wilt thou return and live
When wilt thou pity as I forgivet
Never Never I return t
Still for Victory I burn
Living thee alone Ill have
And when dead Ill be thy Grave
Thro the Heavn and Earth and Hell
Thou shalt never never quell
I will fly and thou pursue
Night and Morn the flight renew
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poem by William Blake from Songs and Ballads (1794)
Added by Veronica Serbanoiu
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