edgar allan poe
.....And all my days are trances,
And all my nightly dreams
Are where thy grey eye glances,
And where thy footstep gleams —
In what ethereal dances,
By what eternal streams.
(edgar allan poe, to one in paradise)
edgar allan poe
blake
To see a world in a grain of sandAnd heaven in a wild flower
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.
....
(William Blake, Auguries of Innocence)
