I asked a thief to steal me a peach
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|From Blake’s Notebook (c.1793)|
I asked a thief to steal me a peach;
He turned up his eyes.
I ask’d a lithe lady to lie her down;
Holy & meek she cries.
As soon as I went
An angel came;
He wink’d at the thief
And smil’d at the dame,
And without one word said
Had a peach from the tree,
And still as a maid
Enjoy’d the lady.
|This work published before January 1, 1923 is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.|