William Blake-The Garden of Love I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this chapel were shut, And "thou shalt not" writ over the door; So I turn'd to the Garden of Love That so many sweet flower bore; And I saw it was filled with graves, And tomb-stones where flowers should be; And priest..