Ah Sunflower

Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;

Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveler's journey is done;

Where the youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,

Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!

by William Blake

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