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Ah, sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller’s journey is done;
Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!
Public Domain. From Songs of Innocence and Experience (1789)
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Engraving by William Blake
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A sunflower “weary ot time?” Blake must have been having a bad day. It is an original point of view on a flower usually seen as sunny.
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The Sunflower follows the Sun all the time.
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