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Harold Raitt
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William Blake
‘The eternal gates terrific porter lifted the northern bar’
‘Then Thel astonish’d view’d the Worm upon its dewy bed’
‘O little Cloud the virgin said, I charge thee tell to me’
‘The daughters of Mne Seraphim led round their sunny flocks’
Thel’s Motto
The Book of Thel
The Little Boy Found
The Little Boy Lost
The Little Black Boy
Holy Thursday
The Lamb
Introduction (‘Piping down the valleys wild’)
Song (‘How sweet I roam’d from field to field’)
To the Muses
To Winter
To Autumn
To Summer
To Spring
The Chimney Sweeper
The Divine Image
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