William Blake (1757–1827). The Poetical Works. 1908.
Songs from An Island in The MoonXIII. Leave, O leave me to my sorrows
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Here I’ll sit and fade away,
Till I’m nothing but a spirit,
And I lose this form of clay.
Any walk in pathless ways,
Thro’ the gloom he’ll see my shadow
Hear my voice upon the breeze.