• O, SWEET little maid of a Puritan line,

    O, dear little maid of a Puritan town,

    On the morn of that saint whom they name Valentine,

    I am asking a boon,—and I pray do not frown;

    For, coy little Puritan maid of to-day,

    I ask but a quaint little Puritan "Yea."


    Look around on the walls of your Puritan...

  • If Blake could do this when he rose up from shite

    What might he not do if he sat down to write[4]