Then My Verse I Dishonor, My Pictures

I Am In You And You In Me, Mutual In Divine Love.

Energy Is Eternal Delight.

First Thought Is Best In Art, Second In Other Matters.

You've Always Had The Power Right There In Your Shoes, You Just Had To Learn It For Yourself.

I Wander Thro' Each Charter'd Street, Near Where The Charter'd Thames Does Flow, And Mark In Every Face I Meet Marks Of Weakness, Marks Of Woe. In Every Cry Of Every Man, In Every Infant's Cry Of Fear, In Every Voice, In Every Ban, The Mind-forg'd Manacles I Hear. How The Chimney-sweeper's Cry Every Black'ning Church Appalls; And The Hapless Soldier's Sigh Runs In Blood Down Palace Walls. But Most Thro' Midnight Streets I Hear How The Youthful Harlot's Curse Blasts The New Born Infant's Tear, And Blights With Plagues The Marriage Hearse.