Dim Windows of the Soul
"Humility is only doubt,
And does the sun and moon blot out,
Rooting over with thorns and stems
The buried soul and all its gems.
This life's [dim] windows of the soul
Distorts the heavens from pole to pole,
And leads you to believe a lie,
When you see
with, not
through, the eye,
Which was born in a night to perish in a night,
When the soul slept in beams of light."
(p. 53).
Blake, William.
The Everlasting Gospel. In
The Works of William Blake: Poetic, Symbolic and Critical. Vol. 2, Edwin John Ellis and William Butler Yeats (eds), Bernard Quaritch, 1893.
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