A Quote by William Blake on despair, love, and lovers

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 (1757 - 1827)

Source: Poetical Sketches , I783. Song (My Silks and Fine Array), st. 1

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