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[Words taken from "A song of liberty", William Blake]

Let the Priests of the Raven of dawn
no longer in deadly black,
with hoarse note, curse the sons of joy!
Nor his accepted brethren,
whom, tyrant, he calls free:
lay the bound or build the roof.
Nor pale religious Letchery call that virginity,
that wishes but acts not!