I asked a thief to steal me a peach: He turned up his eyes. I asked a lithe lady to lie her down: Holy and meek, she cries. As soon as I went An angel came. He winked at the thief And smiled at the dame- And without one word spoke Had a peach from the tree, And 'twixt earnest and joke Enjoyed the lady.
William BlakeWhat is it men in women do require: The lineaments of gratified desire. What is it women do in men require: The lineaments of gratified desire.
William BlakeWhere others see but the dawn coming over the hill, I see the soul of God shouting for joy.
William Blake