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O L D S O U L S & O A K S

F e a t h e r s / L i g h t

I wander thro’ each charter’d street
Near where the charter’d Thames does flow
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe

In every cry of every Man
In every Infant’s cry of fear
In every voice, in every ban
The mind-forg’d manacles I hear

How the Chimney-sweeper’s cry
Every black'ning Church appalls
And the hapless Soldier’s sigh
Runs in blood down Palace walls

But most thro’ midnight streets I hear
How the youthful Harlot’s curse
Blasts the new-born Infant’s tear
And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse

London by William Blake


Exorcised some demons in church last night... Thanks Scout.

Beautiful night in the chapel last night

Chan does it again