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The little ones leaped, and shouted, and laugh'd And all the hills echoed

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William Blake
Age: 69 †
Born: 1757
Born: November 28
Died: 1827
Died: August 12
Collector
Engraver
Graphic Artist
Illustrator
Lithographer
Painter
Philosopher
Poet
Printer
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London
England
W. Blake
Uil'iam Bleik
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