Stumbling: upon the grave of William Blake

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Most of my knowledge of William Blake comes from the Jim Jarmusch film Dead Man (and reading up on him afterwards) but it was great to find this gravesite in a cemetery just up the road from our hotel in London.

We also passed his birthsite at some point, which I kind of liked as well.

The one poem of his that I recall (or at least a fragment thereof) is:

Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight

Some are born to sweet delight
Some are born to endless night.