I feard the fury of my wind...
I feard the fury of my wind
Would blight all blossoms fair & true
And my sun it shind & shind
And my wind it never blew
But a blossom fair or true 5
Was not found on any tree
For all blossoms grew & grew
Fruitless false tho fair to see
poem by William Blake from Songs and Ballads
Added by Veronica Serbanoiu
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