The Garden of Love by William Blake - Poetry Reading

The Garden of Love | William Blake
I went to the Garden of Love,
And saw what I never had seen:
A Chapel was built in the midst,
Where I used to play on the green.
And the gates of this Chapel were shut,
And 'Thou shalt not' writ over the door;
So I turn'd to the Garden of Love,
That so many sweet flowers bore.
And I saw it was filled with graves,
And tomb-stones where flowers should be:
And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds,
And binding with briars, my joys & desires.
Photo: Anton Poznyak

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Bloo

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[@darknova3544]

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[@dci_boi]

BLOOO

[@josiahrogers1728]

Bloooooooooooo!

[@arcangel737]

if you like this poem check out the dci performance from the bluecoats this year--- it took me a while to find the poem they sampled for it but it's really cool if you like marching band or DCI

[@HyunjinnieFerret]

I was at finals and had never heard this prom before. Now I’m here!

[@dci_boi]

This is amazing

[@JeremiahKing-qx4dw]

Concrete

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Bloooo

[@thakorkinjal48]

Thank you..

[@thakorkinjal48]

Thank you..

[@AceRyuzaki]

the alpha, the omega

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❤

[@krishnadubey5053]

So soothing and happy ❤️❤️

[@robokill387]

Um, no? It's the opposite lol. It's about love being controlled and corrupted.

[@rebeccadilks8580]

I think you kinda missed the point..

[@donadonev5473]

Beautiful..................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!