What is the price of experience? Do men buy it for a song? Or wisdom for a dance in the street? No, it is bought with the price of all the man hath, his house, his wife, his children.
William BlakeAnd priests in black gowns were walking their rounds and binding with briars my joys and desires. (from 'The Garden of Love')
William BlakeBring me my bow of burning gold: Bring me my arrows of desire: Bring me my spear: O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire.
William Blake