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"The Mower to the glo-worms" by william Blake O rose, Thou art sick! the invisible worm that flies in the night, in the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love does thy life destroy.
"The Mower to the glo-worms" by william Blake O rose, Thou art sick! the invisible worm that flies in the night, in the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love does thy life destroy.
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"The Mower to the glo-worms" by william Blake O rose, Thou art sick! the invisible worm that flies in the night, in the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love does thy life destroy.
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