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[To] Mr[John] Flaxman, Buckingham Street, 

Fitzroy Square

[Postmark: 2 o'clock 12 Sp. 1800]
My Dearest Friend,
It is to you I owe All my present Happiness It is to you I owe perhaps the Principal Happiness of my life. I have presumd on your friendship in staying so long away & not calling to know of your welfare but hope, now every thing is nearly completed for our removal [from]<to> Felpham, that I shall see you on Sunday as we have appointed Sunday afternoon to [ca]ll on M* Flaxman at Hempstead. I send you a few lines which I hope you will Excuse. And As the time is now arrivd when Men shall again converse in Heaven & walk with Angels I know you will be pleased with the Intention & hope you will forgive the Poetry.

{{poemx1|To My Dearest Friend John Flaxman|
these lines

I bless thee O Father of Heaven & Earth that ever I saw Flaxmans	
face	
Angels stand round my Spirit in Heaven. the blessed of Heaven are	
my friends upon Earth	
When Flaxman was taken to Italy. Fuseli was giv'n to me for a	
season	
And now Flaxman hath given me Hayley his friend to be mine such	
my lot upon Earth	
Now my lot in the Heavens is this; Milton lovd me in childhood &	
shewd me his face	
Ezra came with Isaiah the Prophet, but Shakespeare in riper years	
gave me his hand	
Paracelsus & Behmen appeard to me. terrors appeard in the Heavens	
above
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And in Hell beneath & a mighty & awful change threatend the	
Earth	
The American War began All its dark horrors passed before my	
face	
Across the Atlantic to France. Then the French Revolution	
commencd in thick clouds	
And My Angels have told me. that seeing such visions I could not	
subsist on the Earth	
But by my conjunction with Flaxman who knows to forgive Nervous	
Fear	
I remain for Ever Yours

|WILLIAM BLAKE}}

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