{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/eng/sie/sie36.htm","path":"neu/eng/sie/sie36.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/sie/sie36.htm","text":"Songs of Innocence and of Experience, by William Blake, [1789-1794]\nI went to the Garden of Love.\n And saw what I never had seen:\n A Chapel was built in the midst,\n Where I used to play on the green.\nAnd the gates of this Chapel were shut,\n And Thou shalt not, writ over the door;\n So I turn\u2019d to the Garden of Love,\n That so many sweet flowers bore,\nAnd I saw it was filled with graves,\n And tomb-stones where flowers should be:\n And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds,\n And binding with briars, my joys & desires.","title":"Songs of Innocence and of Experience: Songs of Experience...","type":"page"}