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Poems: London

by WilliamBlakeThe Little VagabondThe Human AbstractLondon I wandered through each chartered street, Near where the chartered Thames does flow, A mark in every face I meet, Marks…

Poems: The Human Abstract

by WilliamBlakeLondonInfant SorrowThe Human Abstract Pity would be no more If we did not make somebody poor, And Mercy no more could be If all were as happy as we. And mutual…

Poems: Earth's Answer

by WilliamBlakeIntroductionThe Clod and the PebbleEarth's Answer Earth raised up her head From the darkness dread and drear, Her light fled, Stony, dread, And her locks covered with…

Poems: Infant Sorrow

by WilliamBlakeThe Human AbstractA Poison TreeInfant Sorrow My mother groaned, my father wept: Into the dangerous world I leapt, Helpless, naked, piping loud, Like a fiend hid in a…

Poems: A Poison Tree

by WilliamBlakeInfant SorrowA Little Boy LostA Poison Tree I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow…

Poems: A Little Boy Lost

by WilliamBlakeA Poison TreeA Little Girl LostA Little Boy Lost "Nought loves another as itself, Nor venerates another so, Nor is it possible to thought A greater than itself to…

Poems: A Little Girl Lost

by WilliamBlakeA Little Boy LostThe SchoolboyA Little Girl Lost Children of the future age, Reading this indignant page, Know that in a former time Love, sweet love, was thought a…

Poems: The Schoolboy

by WilliamBlakeA Little Girl LostTo TerzahThe Schoolboy I love to rise on a summer morn, When birds are singing on every tree; The distant huntsman winds his horn, And the…

Poems: To Terzah

by WilliamBlakeThe SchoolboyThe Voice of the Ancient BardTo Terzah Whate'er is born of mortal birth Must be consumed with the earth, To rise from generation free: Then what have I to…

Poems: The Voice of the Ancient Bard

by WilliamBlakeTo TerzahA Divine ImageThe Voice of the Ancient Bard Youth of delight! come hither And see the opening morn, Image of Truth new-born. Doubt is fled, and clouds of…