a divine image- by william blake..

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Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And secrecy the human dress.


The human dress is forged iron,
The human form a fiery forge,
The human face a furnace seal'd,
The human heart its hungry gorge.

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