.(Lyrics by William Blake)
Let the slave grinding at the mill run out into the field
Let him look up into the heavens and laugh in the bnght air>
Let the inchained soul, shut up in darkness and in sighing
Whose face has never seen a smile in thirty weary Years
Rose and look ou.
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