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William Blake
I asked a Thief
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I ask?d 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.

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