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“‘… See small portions of the Eternal World that ever groweth’:…So sang a Fairy, mocking, as he sat on a streak’d tulip,Thinking none saw him: when he ceas’d I started from the trees,And caught him in my hat, as boys knock down a butterfly.”William Blake. “Europe. A Prophecy.”
‘Thou hast a lap full of seed,And this is a fine country.’William Blake.