"Ah, sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun, Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done; Where the youth pined away with desire And the pale virgin shrouded in snow Arise from their graves, and aspire Where my sunflower wishes to go."
"Energy is the only life, and is from the body; and reason is the bound or outward circumference of energy. Energy is eternal delight."
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Source: William Blake, W. H. Stevenson (2007). “Blake: The Complete Poems”, p.111, Pearson Education
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