Quote#Love
My silks and fine array
Quote byWilliam Blake · 1757–1827
Commonly attributed — not confirmed in an authoritative edition. Cited on Wikiquote to: Poetical Sketches (1783), Song (My Silks and Fine Arrays), st. 1.
English (original)
My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air, By love are driv'n away; And mournful lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave: Such end true lovers have.
— William Blake
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