Blake: A Golden String

Osijek, Kroatien. Dominic Lalic.

A bouquet of verses and phrases, pick'd from William Blake's poems.  



As I went o’er The Rainbow Bridge
One tender Monday morning
A band of gypsies walked along
They sang this parting song:

“We give you the end of a Golden String
Just wind it into a Ball
It’ll lead you in at Heaven’s Gate
Build in Jerusalem’s wall.”

How sweet I roamed from field to field
And tasted all the summer's pride
And I the queen of love beheld
Who in sunny beams did glide!

Once I was weak, and on a dark road
Walked the walk in the shadow of Death
Thorns grow where roses bloom
Honeybees sing on the heath.

Thorns grow where roses bloom
Honeybees sing on the heath
In springtime learn, in harvest teach
Enjoy your wintertime!

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.



First verse is my own.

I sing it to the tune of "Geordie".

Two danish versions:

”Langebro” Gasolin 1971

Hefty version by Spids Nøgenhat: