I went to the garden of love



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I went to the Garden of Love, And I saw what I never had seen; A chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green.

And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And "Thou shalt not" writ over the door; [And del.] So I turn'd to the garden of love That so many sweet flowers bore;

And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb stones where flowers should be; And priests in black gounds were walking their rounds, And binding with briars my joys & desires.