The pure soul shall mount on native wings,... and cut a path into the heaven of glory.


The poems and prophecies of William Blake (ed. 1934)


The pure soul shall mount on native wings,... and cut a path into the heaven of glory.

The pure soul shall mount on native wings,... and cut a path into the heaven of glory.

The pure soul shall mount on native wings,... and cut a path into the heaven of glory.

The pure soul shall mount on native wings,... and cut a path into the heaven of glory.