Songs & Proverbs of William Blake, op. 74: The Pride of the Peacock...London
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The pride of the peacock is the glory of God
The lust of the goat is the bounty of God
The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God
The nakedness of woman is the work of God
I wander through each chartered street
Near where the chartered 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-fogged manacles I hear
How the chimney-sweeper's cry
Every blackening church appalls
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace walls
How through midnight streets I hear
How the youthful harlot's curse
Blasts the newborn infant's tear
The newborn infant's tear
And blights with plagues the married earth