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Song of an Old Shepherd
When silver snow decks Sylvio's clothes
And jewel hangs at shepherd's nose
We can abide life's pelting storm
That makes our limbs quake, if our hearts be warm
Whilst Virtue is our walking-staff
And Truth a lantern to our path
We can abide life's pelting storm
That makes our limbs quake, if our hearts be warm
Blow, boisterous wind, stern winter, frown
Innocence is a winter's gown
So clad, we'll abide life's pelting storm
That makes our limbs quake, if our hearts be warm
by William Blake
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