HomeSIE-Title; E7| SONGS Of INNOCENCE and Of EXPERIENCEHome
SIE-Epigraph; E7| Shewing the Two Contrary States of the Human Soul t8
SI-Title; E7| SONGS of INNOCENCE
SI-colophon; E7| The Author & Printer W Blake
ED; E7| SONGS 4
SI-Title; E7| Introduction
SI-Introduction1; E7| Piping down the valleys wild
SI-Introduction2; E7| Piping songs of pleasant glee
SI-Introduction3; E7| On a cloud I saw a child.
SI-Introduction4; E7| And he laughing said to me.
SI-Introduction5; E7| Pipe a song about a Lamb;
SI-Introduction6; E7| So I piped with merry chear,
SI-Introduction7; E7| Piper pipe that song again--
SI-Introduction8; E7| So I piped, he wept to hear.
SI-Introduction9; E7| Drop thy pipe thy happy pipe
SI-Introduction10; E7| Sing thy songs of happy chear,
SI-Introduction11; E7| So I sung the same again
SI-Introduction12; E7| While he wept with joy to hear
SI-Introduction13; E7| Piper sit thee down and write
SI-Introduction14; E7| In a book that all may read--
SI-Introduction15; E7| So he vanish'd from my sight.
SI-Introduction16; E7| And I pluck'd a hollow reed.
SI-Introduction17; E7| And I made a rural pen,
SI-Introduction18; E7| And I stain'd the water clear,
SI-Introduction19; E7| And I wrote my happy songs
SI-Introduction20; E7| Every child may joy to hear
ED; E7| SONGS 5
SI-Title; E7| The Shepherd.
SI-TheShepherd1; E7| How sweet is the Shepherds sweet lot,
SI-TheShepherd2; E7| From the morn to the evening he strays:
SI-TheShepherd3; E7| He shall follow his sheep all the day
SI-TheShepherd4; E7| And his tongue shall be filled with praise.
SI-TheShepherd5; E7| For he hears the lambs innocent call,
SI-TheShepherd6; E7| And he hears the ewes tender reply,
SI-TheShepherd7; E7| He is watchful while they are in peace,
SI-TheShepherd8; E7| For they know when their Shepherd is nigh.
ED; E7| SONGS 6
SI-Title; E8| The Ecchoing Green
SI-EcchoingGreen1; E8| The Sun does arise,
SI-EcchoingGreen2; E8| And make happy the skies.
SI-EcchoingGreen3; E8| The merry bells ring
SI-EcchoingGreen4; E8| To welcome the Spring.
SI-EcchoingGreen5; E8| The sky-lark and thrush,
SI-EcchoingGreen6; E8| The birds of the bush,
SI-EcchoingGreen7; E8| Sing louder around,
SI-EcchoingGreen8; E8| To the bells chearful sound.
SI-EcchoingGreen9; E8| While our sports shall be seen
SI-EcchoingGreen10; E8| On the Ecchoing Green.
SI-EcchoingGreen11; E8| Old John with white hair
SI-EcchoingGreen12; E8| Does laugh away care,
SI-EcchoingGreen13; E8| Sitting under the oak,
SI-EcchoingGreen14; E8| Among the old folk,
ED; E8| SONGS 7
SI-EcchoingGreen15; E8| They laugh at our play,
SI-EcchoingGreen16; E8| And soon they all say.
SI-EcchoingGreen17; E8| Such such were the joys.
SI-EcchoingGreen18; E8| When we all girls & boys,
SI-EcchoingGreen19; E8| In our youth-time were seen,
SI-EcchoingGreen20; E8| On the Ecchoing Green.
SI-EcchoingGreen21; E8| Till the little ones weary
SI-EcchoingGreen22; E8| No more can be merry
SI-EcchoingGreen23; E8| The sun does descend,
SI-EcchoingGreen24; E8| And our sports have an end:
SI-EcchoingGreen25; E8| Round the laps of their mothers,
SI-EcchoingGreen26; E8| Many sisters and brothers,
SI-EcchoingGreen27; E8| Like birds in their nest,
SI-EcchoingGreen28; E8| Are ready for rest;
SI-EcchoingGreen29; E8| And sport no more seen,
SI-EcchoingGreen30; E8| On the darkening Green.
ED; E8| SONGS 8
SI-Title; E8| The Lamb
SI-TheLamb1; E8| Little Lamb who made thee
SI-TheLamb2; E8| Dost thou know who made thee
SI-TheLamb3; E8| Gave thee life & bid thee feed.
SI-TheLamb4; E8| By the stream & o'er the mead;
SI-TheLamb5; E8| Gave thee clothing of delight,
SI-TheLamb6; E8| Softest clothing wooly bright;
SI-TheLamb7; E8| Gave thee such a tender voice,
SI-TheLamb8; E8| Making all the vales rejoice!
SI-TheLamb9; E8| Little Lamb who made thee
SI-TheLamb10; E8| Dost thou know who made thee
SI-TheLamb11; E9| Little Lamb I'll tell thee,
SI-TheLamb12; E9| Little Lamb I'll tell thee!
SI-TheLamb13; E9| He is called by thy name,
SI-TheLamb14; E9| For he calls himself a Lamb:
SI-TheLamb15; E9| He is meek & he is mild,
SI-TheLamb16; E9| He became a little child:
SI-TheLamb17; E9| I a child & thou a lamb,
SI-TheLamb18; E9| We are called by his name.
SI-TheLamb19; E9| Little Lamb God bless thee.
SI-TheLamb20; E9| Little Lamb God bless thee.
ED; E9| SONGS 9
SI-Title; E9| The Little Black Boy.
SI-LittleBlackBoy1; E9| My mother bore me in the southern wild,
SI-LittleBlackBoy2; E9| And I am black, but O! my soul is white;
SI-LittleBlackBoy3; E9| White as an angel is the English child:
SI-LittleBlackBoy4; E9| But I am black as if bereav'd of light.
SI-LittleBlackBoy5; E9| My mother taught me underneath a tree
SI-LittleBlackBoy6; E9| And sitting down before the heat of day,
SI-LittleBlackBoy7; E9| She took me on her lap and kissed me,
SI-LittleBlackBoy8; E9| And pointing to the east began to say.
SI-LittleBlackBoy9; E9| Look on the rising sun: there God does live
SI-LittleBlackBoy10; E9| And gives his light, and gives his heat away.
SI-LittleBlackBoy11; E9| And flowers and trees and beasts and men recieve
SI-LittleBlackBoy12; E9| Comfort in morning joy in the noon day.
SI-LittleBlackBoy13; E9| And we are put on earth a little space,
SI-LittleBlackBoy14; E9| That we may learn to bear the beams of love,
SI-LittleBlackBoy15; E9| And these black bodies and this sun-burnt face
SI-LittleBlackBoy16; E9| Is but a cloud, and like a shady grove.
SI-LittleBlackBoy17; E9| SONGS 10
SI-LittleBlackBoy18; E9| For when our souls have learn'd the heat to bear
SI-LittleBlackBoy19; E9| The cloud will vanish we shall hear his voice.
SI-LittleBlackBoy20; E9| Saying: come out from the grove my love & care,
SI-LittleBlackBoy21; E9| And round my golden tent like lambs rejoice.
SI-LittleBlackBoy22; E9| Thus did my mother say and kissed me,
SI-LittleBlackBoy23; E9| And thus I say to little English boy;
SI-LittleBlackBoy24; E9| When I from black and he from white cloud free,
SI-LittleBlackBoy25; E9| And round the tent of God like lambs we joy:
SI-LittleBlackBoy26; E9| Ill shade him from the heat till he can bear,
SI-LittleBlackBoy27; E9| To lean in joy upon our fathers knee.
SI-LittleBlackBoy28; E9| And then I'll stand and stroke his silver hair,
SI-LittleBlackBoy29; E9| And be like him and he will then love me.
ED; E9| SONGS 11
SI-Title; E10| The Blossom.
SI-TheBlossom1; E10| Merry Merry Sparrow
SI-TheBlossom2; E10| Under leaves so green
SI-TheBlossom3; E10| A happy Blossom
SI-TheBlossom4; E10| Sees you swift as arrow
SI-TheBlossom5; E10| Seek your cradle narrow
SI-TheBlossom6; E10| Near my Bosom. t9
SI-TheBlossom7; E10| Pretty Pretty Robin
SI-TheBlossom8; E10| Under leaves so green
SI-TheBlossom9; E10| A happy Blossom
SI-TheBlossom10; E10| Hears you sobbing sobbing
SI-TheBlossom11; E10| Pretty Pretty Robin
SI-TheBlossom12; E10| Near my Bosom.
ED; E10| SONGS 12
SI-Title; E10| The Chimney Sweeper
SI-ChimneySweeper1; E10| When my mother died I was very young,
SI-ChimneySweeper2; E10| And my father sold me while yet my tongue,
SI-ChimneySweeper3; E10| Could scarcely cry weep weep weep weep. t10
SI-ChimneySweeper4; E10| So your Chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep.
SI-ChimneySweeper5; E10| Theres little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head
SI-ChimneySweeper6; E10| That curl'd like a lambs back, was shav'd, so I said.
SI-ChimneySweeper7; E10| Hush Tom never mind it, for when your head's bare,
SI-ChimneySweeper8; E10| You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair.
SI-ChimneySweeper9; E10| And so he was quiet, & that very night,
SI-ChimneySweeper10; E10| As Tom was a sleeping he had such a sight,
SI-ChimneySweeper11; E10| That thousands of sweepers Dick, Joe, Ned & Jack
SI-ChimneySweeper12; E10| Were all of them lockd up in coffins of black,
SI-ChimneySweeper13; E10| And by came an Angel who had a bright key,
SI-ChimneySweeper14; E10| And he open'd the coffins & set them all free.
SI-ChimneySweeper15; E10| Then down a green plain leaping laughing they run
SI-ChimneySweeper16; E10| And wash in a river and shine in the Sun.
SI-ChimneySweeper17; E10| Then naked & white, all their bags left behind,
SI-ChimneySweeper18; E10| They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind.
SI-ChimneySweeper19; E10| And the Angel told Tom if he'd be a good boy,
SI-ChimneySweeper20; E10| He'd have God for his father & never want joy.
SI-ChimneySweeper21; E10| And so Tom awoke and we rose in the dark
SI-ChimneySweeper22; E10| And got with our bags & our brushes to work.
SI-ChimneySweeper23; E10| Tho' the morning was cold, Tom was happy & warm,
SI-ChimneySweeper24; E10| So if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.
ED; E11| SONGS 13
SI-Title; E11| The Little Boy lost t11
SI-LittleBoyLost1; E11| Father, father, where are you going
SI-LittleBoyLost2; E11| O do not walk so fast.
SI-LittleBoyLost3; E11| Speak father, speak to your little boy
SI-LittleBoyLost4; E11| Or else I shall be lost,
SI-LittleBoyLost5; E11| The night was dark no father was there
SI-LittleBoyLost6; E11| The child was wet with dew,
SI-LittleBoyLost7; E11| The mire was deep, & the child did weep
SI-LittleBoyLost8; E11| And away the vapour flew.
ED; E11| SONGS 14
SI-Title; E11| The Little Boy Found
SI-LittleBoyFound1; E11| The little boy lost in the lonely fen,
SI-LittleBoyFound2; E11| Led by the wand'ring light,
SI-LittleBoyFound3; E11| Began to cry, but God ever nigh,
SI-LittleBoyFound4; E11| Appeard like his father in white.
SI-LittleBoyFound5; E11| He kissed the child & by the hand led
SI-LittleBoyFound6; E11| And to his mother brought,
SI-LittleBoyFound7; E11| Who in sorrow pale, thro' the lonely dale
SI-LittleBoyFound8; E11| Her little boy weeping sought.
ED; E11| SONGS 15
SI-Title; E11| Laughing Song, t12
SI-LaughingSong1; E11| When the green woods laugh, with the voice of joy t13
SI-LaughingSong2; E11| And the dimpling stream runs laughing by,
SI-LaughingSong3; E11| When the air does laugh with our merry wit, t14
SI-LaughingSong4; E11| And the green hill laughs with the noise of it.
SI-LaughingSong5; E11| When the meadows laugh with lively green
SI-LaughingSong6; E11| And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene,
SI-LaughingSong7; E11| When Mary and Susan and Emily, t15
SI-LaughingSong8; E11| With their sweet round mouths sing Ha, Ha, He.
SI-LaughingSong9; E11| When the painted birds laugh in the shade
SI-LaughingSong10; E11| Where our table with cherries and nuts is spread
SI-LaughingSong11; E11| Come live & be merry and join with me,
SI-LaughingSong12; E11| To sing the sweet chorus of Ha, Ha, He.
ED; E11| SONGS 16
SI-Title; E11| A CRADLE SONG
SI-ACradleSong1; E11| Sweet dreams form a shade,
SI-ACradleSong2; E11| O'er my lovely infants head.
SI-ACradleSong3; E11| Sweet dreams of pleasant streams,
SI-ACradleSong4; E11| By happy silent moony beams.
SI-ACradleSong5; E12| Sweet sleep with soft down,
SI-ACradleSong6; E12| Weave thy brows an infant crown.
SI-ACradleSong7; E12| Sweet sleep Angel mild,
SI-ACradleSong8; E12| Hover o'er my happy child.
SI-ACradleSong9; E12| Sweet smiles in the night,
SI-ACradleSong10; E12| Hover over my delight.
SI-ACradleSong11; E12| Sweet smiles Mothers smiles
SI-ACradleSong12; E12| All the livelong night beguiles.
SI-ACradleSong13; E12| Sweet moans, dovelike sighs,
SI-ACradleSong14; E12| Chase not slumber from thy eyes.
SI-ACradleSong15; E12| Sweet moans, sweeter smiles,
SI-ACradleSong16; E12| All the dovelike moans beguiles.
SI-ACradleSong17; E12| Sleep sleep happy child.
SI-ACradleSong18; E12| All creation slept and smil'd.
SI-ACradleSong19; E12| Sleep sleep, happy sleep,
SI-ACradleSong20; E12| While o'er thee thy mother weep.
SI-ACradleSong21; E12| Sweet babe in thy face,
SI-ACradleSong22; E12| Holy image I can trace.
SI-ACradleSong23; E12| Sweet babe once like thee,
SI-ACradleSong24; E12| Thy maker lay and wept for me
ED; E12| SONGS 17
SI-ACradleSong25; E12| Wept for me for thee for all,
SI-ACradleSong26; E12| When he was an infant small.
SI-ACradleSong27; E12| Thou his image ever see,
SI-ACradleSong28; E12| Heavenly face that smiles on thee.
SI-ACradleSong29; E12| Smiles on thee on me on all,
SI-ACradleSong30; E12| Who became an infant small,
SI-ACradleSong31; E12| Infant smiles are his own smiles. t16
SI-ACradleSong32; E12| Heaven & earth to peace beguiles. t17
ED; E12| SONGS 18
SI-Title; E12| The Divine Image. t18
SI-DivineImage1; E12| To Mercy Pity Peace and Love,
SI-DivineImage2; E12| All pray in their distress:
SI-DivineImage3; E12| And to these virtues of delight
SI-DivineImage4; E12| Return their thankfulness.
SI-DivineImage5; E12| For Mercy Pity Peace and Love,
SI-DivineImage6; E12| Is God our father dear:
SI-DivineImage7; E12| And Mercy Pity Peace and Love,
SI-DivineImage8; E12| Is Man his child and care.
SI-DivineImage9; E12| For Mercy has a human heart
SI-DivineImage10; E12| Pity, a human face:
SI-DivineImage11; E13| And Love, the human form divine,
SI-DivineImage12; E13| And Peace, the human dress.
SI-DivineImage13; E13| Then every man of every clime,
SI-DivineImage14; E13| That prays in his distress,
SI-DivineImage15; E13| Prays to the human form divine
SI-DivineImage16; E13| Love Mercy Pity Peace.
SI-DivineImage17; E13| And all must love the human form,
SI-DivineImage18; E13| In heathen, turk or jew.
SI-DivineImage19; E13| Where Mercy, Love & Pity dwell,
SI-DivineImage20; E13| There God is dwelling too
ED; E13| SONGS 19
SI-Title; E13| HOLY THURSDAY t19
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY1; E13| Twas on a Holy Thursday their innocent faces clean
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY2; E13| The children walking two & two in red & blue & green
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY3; E13| Grey headed beadles walkd before with wands as white as snow
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY4; E13| Till into the high dome of Pauls they like Thames waters flow
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY5; E13| O what a multitude they seemd these flowers of London town
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY6; E13| Seated in companies they sit with radiance all their own
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY7; E13| The hum of multitudes was there but multitudes of lambs
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY8; E13| Thousands of little boys & girls raising their innocent hands
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY9; E13| Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY10; E13| Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY11; E13| Beneath them sit the aged men wise guardians of the poor
SI-HOLY_THURSDAY12; E13| Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door
ED; E13| SONGS 20
SI-Title; E13| Night
SI-Night1; E13| The sun descending in the west.
SI-Night2; E13| The evening star does shine.
SI-Night3; E13| The birds are silent in their nest,
SI-Night4; E13| And I must seek for mine,
SI-Night5; E13| The moon like a flower,
SI-Night6; E13| In heavens high bower;
SI-Night7; E13| With silent delight,
SI-Night8; E13| Sits and smiles on the night.
SI-Night9; E13| Farewell green fields and happy groves,
SI-Night10; E13| Where flocks have took delight;
SI-Night11; E13| Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves
SI-Night12; E13| The feet of angels bright;
SI-Night13; E13| Unseen they pour blessing,
SI-Night14; E13| And joy without ceasing,
SI-Night15; E14| On each bud and blossom,
SI-Night16; E14| And each sleeping bosom.
SI-Night17; E14| They look in every thoughtless nest,
SI-Night18; E14| Where birds are coverd warm;
SI-Night19; E14| They visit caves of every beast,
SI-Night20; E14| To keep them all from harm;
SI-Night21; E14| If they see any weeping,
SI-Night22; E14| That should have been sleeping
SI-Night23; E14| They pour sleep on their head
SI-Night24; E14| And sit down by their bed.
ED; E14| SONGS 21
SI-Night25; E14| When wolves and tygers howl for prey
SI-Night26; E14| They pitying stand and weep;
SI-Night27; E14| Seeking to drive their thirst away,
SI-Night28; E14| And keep them from the sheep.
SI-Night29; E14| But if they rush dreadful;
SI-Night30; E14| The angels most heedful,
SI-Night31; E14| Recieve each mild spirit,
SI-Night32; E14| New worlds to inherit.
SI-Night33; E14| And there the lions ruddy eyes,
SI-Night34; E14| Shall flow with tears of gold:
SI-Night35; E14| And pitying the tender cries,
SI-Night36; E14| And walking round the fold:
SI-Night37; E14| Saying: wrath by his meekness
SI-Night38; E14| And by his health, sickness,
SI-Night39; E14| Is driven away,
SI-Night40; E14| From our immortal day.
SI-Night41; E14| And now beside thee bleating lamb,
SI-Night42; E14| I can lie down and sleep;
SI-Night43; E14| Or think on him who bore thy name,
SI-Night44; E14| Graze after thee and weep. t20
SI-Night45; E14| For wash'd in lifes river,
SI-Night46; E14| My bright mane for ever,
SI-Night47; E14| Shall shine like the gold,
SI-Night48; E14| As I guard o'er the fold. t21
ED; E14| SONGS 22
SI-Title; E14| Spring
SI-Spring1; E14| Sound the Flute!
SI-Spring2; E14| Now it's mute.
SI-Spring3; E14| Birds delight
SI-Spring4; E14| Day and Night.
SI-Spring5; E14| Nightingale
SI-Spring6; E14| In the dale
SI-Spring7; E15| Lark in Sky
SI-Spring8; E15| Merrily
SI-Spring9; E15| Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year
SI-Spring10; E15| Little Boy
SI-Spring11; E15| Full of joy.
ED; E15| SONGS 23
SI-Spring12; E15| Little Girl
SI-Spring13; E15| Sweet and small,
SI-Spring14; E15| Cock does crow
SI-Spring15; E15| So do you.
SI-Spring16; E15| Merry voice
SI-Spring17; E15| Infant noise
SI-Spring18; E15| Merrily Merrily to welcome in the Year
SI-Spring19; E15| Little Lamb
SI-Spring20; E15| Here I am,
SI-Spring21; E15| Come and lick
SI-Spring22; E15| My white neck.
SI-Spring23; E15| Let me pull
SI-Spring24; E15| Your soft Wool.
SI-Spring25; E15| Let me kiss
SI-Spring26; E15| Your soft face.
SI-Spring27; E15| Merrily Merrily we welcome in the Year
ED; E15| SONGS 24
SI-title; E15| Nurse's Song t22
SI-Nurse'sSong1; E15| When the voices of children are heard on the green
SI-Nurse'sSong2; E15| And laughing is heard on the hill,
SI-Nurse'sSong3; E15| My heart is at rest within my breast
SI-Nurse'sSong4; E15| And every thing else is still
SI-Nurse'sSong5; E15| Then come home my children, the sun is gone down
SI-Nurse'sSong6; E15| And the dews of night arise
SI-Nurse'sSong7; E15| Come come leave off play, and let us away
SI-Nurse'sSong8; E15| Till the morning appears in the skies
SI-Nurse'sSong9; E15| No no let us play, for it is yet day
SI-Nurse'sSong10; E15| And we cannot go to sleep
SI-Nurse'sSong11; E15| Besides in the sky, the little birds fly
SI-Nurse'sSong12; E15| And the hills are all coverd with sheep
SI-Nurse'sSong13; E15| Well well go & play till the light fades away
SI-Nurse'sSong14; E15| And then go home to bed
SI-Nurse'sSong15; E15| The little ones leaped & shouted & laugh'd
SI-Nurse'sSong16; E15| And all the hills ecchoed
ED; E16| SONGS 25
SI-title; E16| Infant Joy
SI-InfantJoy1; E16| I have no name
SI-InfantJoy2; E16| I am but two days old.--
SI-InfantJoy3; E16| What shall I call thee?
SI-InfantJoy4; E16| I happy am
SI-InfantJoy5; E16| Joy is my name,--
SI-InfantJoy6; E16| Sweet joy befall thee!
SI-InfantJoy7; E16| Pretty joy!
SI-InfantJoy8; E16| Sweet joy but two days old,
SI-InfantJoy9; E16| Sweet joy I call thee;
SI-InfantJoy10; E16| Thou dost smile.
SI-InfantJoy11; E16| I sing the while
SI-InfantJoy12; E16| Sweet joy befall thee.
ED; E16| SONGS 26
SI-Title; E16| A Dream
SI-ADream1; E16| Once a dream did weave a shade,
SI-ADream2; E16| O'er my Angel-guarded bed,
SI-ADream3; E16| That an Emmet lost it's way
SI-ADream4; E16| Where on grass methought I lay.
SI-ADream5; E16| Troubled wilderd and folorn
SI-ADream6; E16| Dark benighted travel-worn,
SI-ADream7; E16| Over many a tangled spray
SI-ADream8; E16| All heart-broke I heard her say.
SI-ADream9; E16| O my children! do they cry
SI-ADream10; E16| Do they hear their father sigh.
SI-ADream11; E16| Now they look abroad to see,
SI-ADream12; E16| Now return and weep for me.
SI-ADream13; E16| Pitying I drop'd a tear:
SI-ADream14; E16| But I saw a glow-worm near:
SI-ADream15; E16| Who replied. What wailing wight
SI-ADream16; E16| Calls the watchman of the night.
SI-ADream17; E16| I am set to light the ground,
SI-ADream18; E16| While the beetle goes his round:
SI-ADream19; E16| Follow now the beetles hum,
SI-ADream20; E16| Little wanderer hie thee home.
ED; E17| SONGS 27
SI-Title; E17| On Anothers Sorrow
SI-OnAnothersSorrow1; E17| Can I see anothers woe,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow2; E17| And not be in sorrow too.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow3; E17| Can I see anothers grief,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow4; E17| And not seek for kind relief? t23
SI-OnAnothersSorrow5; E17| Can I see a falling tear,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow6; E17| And not feel my sorrows share,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow7; E17| Can a father see his child,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow8; E17| Weep, nor be with sorrow fill'd.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow9; E17| Can a mother sit and hear,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow10; E17| An infant groan an infant fear--
SI-OnAnothersSorrow11; E17| No no never can it be.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow12; E17| Never never can it be.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow13; E17| And can he who smiles on all
SI-OnAnothersSorrow14; E17| Hear the wren with sorrows small,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow15; E17| Hear the small birds grief & care
SI-OnAnothersSorrow16; E17| Hear the woes that infants bear--
SI-OnAnothersSorrow17; E17| And not sit beside the nest
SI-OnAnothersSorrow18; E17| Pouring pity in their breast,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow19; E17| And not sit the cradle near
SI-OnAnothersSorrow20; E17| Weeping tear on infants tear.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow21; E17| And not sit both night & day,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow22; E17| Wiping all our tears away.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow23; E17| O! no never can it be.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow24; E17| Never never can it be.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow25; E17| He doth give his joy to all.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow26; E17| He becomes an infant small.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow27; E17| He becomes a man of woe
SI-OnAnothersSorrow28; E17| He doth feel the sorrow too.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow29; E17| Think not, thou canst sigh a sigh,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow30; E17| And thy maker is not by.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow31; E17| Think not, thou canst weep a tear,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow32; E17| And thy maker is not near.
SI-OnAnothersSorrow33; E17| O! he gives to us his joy,
SI-OnAnothersSorrow34; E17| That our grief he may destroy t24
SI-OnAnothersSorrow35; E17| Till our grief is fled & gone
SI-OnAnothersSorrow36; E17| He doth sit by us and moan
Title; E18| SONGS of EXPERIENCE t25
SEcolophon; E18| The Author & Printer W Blake
ED; E18| SONGS 30
SE-Title; E18| Introduction.
SE-Introduction1; E18| Hear the voice of the Bard!
SE-Introduction2; E18| Who Present, Past, & Future sees
SE-Introduction3; E18| Whose ears have heard,
SE-Introduction4; E18| The Holy Word,
SE-Introduction5; E18| That walk'd among the ancient trees.
SE-Introduction6; E18| Calling the lapsed Soul
SE-Introduction7; E18| And weeping in the evening dew:
SE-Introduction8; E18| That might controll,
SE-Introduction9; E18| The starry pole;
SE-Introduction10; E18| And fallen fallen light renew!
SE-Introduction11; E18| O Earth O Earth return!
SE-Introduction12; E18| Arise from out the dewy grass;
SE-Introduction13; E18| Night is worn,
SEIntroduction14; E18| And the morn
SE-Introduction15; E18| Rises from the slumberous mass,
SE-Introduction16; E18| Turn away no more:
SE-Introduction17; E18| Why wilt thou turn away
SE-Introduction18; E18| The starry floor
SE-Introduction19; E18| The watry shore
SE-Introduction20; E18| Is giv'n thee till the break of day.
ED; E18| SONGS 31
SE-Title; E18| EARTH'S Answer. t26
SE-EARTH'S_Answer1; E18| Earth rais'd up her head,
SE-EARTH'S_Answer2; E18| From the darkness dread & drear.
SE-EARTH'S_Answer3; E18| Her light fled: t27
SE-EARTH'S_Answer4; E18| Stony dread!
SE-EARTH'S_Answer5; E18| And her locks cover'd with grey despair.
SE-EARTH'S_Answer6; E18| Prison'd on watry shore
SE-EARTH'S_Answer7; E18| Starry Jealousy does keep my den t28
SE-EARTH'S_Answer8; E18| Cold and hoar
SE-EARTH'S_Answer9; E18| Weeping o'er
SE-EARTH'S_Answer10; E18| I hear the Father of the ancient men t29
SE-EARTH'S_Answer11; E18| Selfish father of men t30
SE-EARTH'S_Answer12; E18| Cruel jealous selfish fear
SE-EARTH'S_Answer13; E18| Can delight
SE-EARTH'S_Answer14; E19| Chain'd in night t31
SE-EARTH'S_Answer15; E19| The virgins of youth and morning bear.
SE-EARTH'S_Answer16; E19| Does spring hide its joy t32
SE-EARTH'S_Answer17; E19| When buds and blossoms grow?
SE-EARTH'S_Answer18; E19| Does the sower? t33
SE-EARTH'S_Answer19; E19| Sow by night?
SE-EARTH'S_Answer20; E19| Or the plowman in darkness plow?
SE-EARTH'S_Answer21; E19| Break this heavy chain,
SE-EARTH'S_Answer22; E19| That does freeze my bones around t34
SE-EARTH'S_Answer23; E19| Selfish! vain!
SE-EARTH'S_Answer24; E19| Eternal bane! t35
SE-EARTH'S_Answer25; E19| That free Love with bondage bound.
ED; E19| SONGS 32
SE-Title; E19| The CLOD & the PEBBLE t36
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE1; E19| Love seeketh not Itself to please,
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE2; E19| Nor for itself hath any care;
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE3; E19| But for another gives its ease,
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE4; E19| And builds a Heaven in Hells despair.
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE5; E19| So sang a little Clod of Clay, t37
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE6; E19| Trodden with the cattles feet:
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE7; E19| But a Pebble of the brook,
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE8; E19| Warbled out these metres meet.
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE9; E19| Love seeketh only Self to please,
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE10; E19| To bind another to Its delight:
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE11; E19| Joys in anothers loss of ease,
SE-CLOD&PEBBLE12; E19| And builds a Hell in Heavens despite.
ED; E19| SONGS 33
SE-Title; E19| HOLY THURSDAY t38
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY1; E19| Is this a holy thing to see,
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY2; E19| In a rich and fruitful land,
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY3; E19| Babes reduced to misery,
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY4; E19| Fed with cold and usurous hand?
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY5; E19| Is that trembling cry a song?
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY6; E19| Can it be a song of joy?
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY7; E19| And so many children poor? t39
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY8; E19| It is a land of poverty! t40
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY9; E19| And their sun does never shine.
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY10; E19| And their fields are bleak & bare.
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY11; E19| And their ways are fill'd with thorns.
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY12; E19| It is eternal winter there. t41
ED; E20| SONGS 34
SI/SE-Title; E20| The Little Girl Lost t43
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost1; E20| In futurity
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost2; E20| I prophetic see,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost3; E20| That the earth from sleep,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost4; E20| (Grave the sentence deep)
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost5; E20| Shall arise and seek
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost6; E20| For her maker meek:
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost7; E20| And the desart wild
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost8; E20| Become a garden mild.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost9; E20| In the southern clime,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost10; E20| Where the summers prime,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost11; E20| Never fades away;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost12; E20| Lovely Lyca lay.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost13; E20| Seven summers old
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost14; E20| Lovely Lyca told,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost15; E20| She had wanderd long,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost16; E20| Hearing wild birds song.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost17; E20| Sweet sleep come to me
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost18; E20| Underneath this tree;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost19; E20| Do father, mother weep.--
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost20; E20| Where can Lyca sleep.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost21; E20| Lost in desart wild
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost22; E20| Is your little child.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost23; E20| How can Lyca sleep,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost24; E20| If her mother weep.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost25; E20| If her heart does ake,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost26; E20| Then let Lyca wake;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost27; E20| If my mother sleep,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost28; E20| Lyca shall not weep.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost29; E20| Frowning frowning night,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost30; E20| O'er this desart bright,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost31; E20| Let thy moon arise,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost32; E20| While I close my eyes.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost33; E20| Sleeping Lyca lay;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost34; E20| While the beasts of prey,
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY13; E20| For where-e'er the sun does shine, t42
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY14; E20| And where-e'er the rain does fall:
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY15; E20| Babe can never hunger there,
SE-HOLY_THURSDAY16; E20| Nor poverty the mind appall.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost35; E21| Come from caverns deep,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost36; E21| View'd the maid asleep
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost37; E21| The kingly lion stood
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost38; E21| And the virgin view'd,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost39; E21| Then he gambold round
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost40; E21| O'er the hallowd ground;
ED; E21| SONGS 35
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost41; E21| Leopards, tygers play,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost42; E21| Round her as she lay;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost43; E21| While the lion old,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost44; E21| Bow'd his mane of gold.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost45; E21| And her bosom lick,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost46; E21| And upon her neck,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost47; E21| From his eyes of flame,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost48; E21| Ruby tears there came;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost49; E21| While the lioness,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost50; E21| Loos'd her slender dress,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost51; E21| And naked they convey'd
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlLost52; E21| Tocaves the sleeping maid.
SI/SE-Title; E21| The Little Girl Found
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound1; E21| All the night in woe,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound2; E21| Lyca's parents go:
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound3; E21| Over vallies deep,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound4; E21| While the desarts weep.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound5; E21| Tired and woe-begone,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound6; E21| Hoarse with making moan:
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound7; E21| Arm in arm seven days,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound8; E21| They trac'd the desart ways.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound9; E21| Seven nights they sleep,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound10; E21| Among shadows deep:
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound11; E21| And dream they see their child
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound12; E21| Starv'd in desart wild.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound13; E21| Pale thro' pathless ways
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound14; E21| The fancied image strays,
ED; E21| SONGS 36
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound15; E21| Famish'd, weeping, weak
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound16; E21| With hollow piteous shriek
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound17; E21| Rising from unrest,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound18; E21| The trembling woman prest,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound19; E21| With feet of weary woe;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound20; E21| She could no further go.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound21; E22| In his arms he bore,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound22; E22| Her arm'd with sorrow sore;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound23; E22| Till before their way,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound24; E22| A couching lion lay.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound25; E22| Turning back was vain,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound26; E22| Soon his heavy mane,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound27; E22| Bore them to the ground;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound28; E22| Then he stalk'd around,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound29; E22| Smelling to his prey.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound30; E22| But their fears allay,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound31; E22| When he licks their hands;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound32; E22| And silent by them stands.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound33; E22| They look upon his eyes
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound34; E22| Fill'd with deep surprise:
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound35; E22| And wondering behold,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound36; E22| A spirit arm'd in gold.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound37; E22| On his head a crown
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound38; E22| On his shouldes down,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound39; E22| Flow'd his golden hair.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound40; E22| Gone was all their care.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound41; E22| Follow me he said,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound42; E22| Weep not for the maid;
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound43; E22| In my palace deep,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound44; E22| Lyca lies asleep.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound45; E22| Then they followed,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound46; E22| Where the vision led:
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound47; E22| And saw their sleeping child,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound48; E22| Among tygers wild.
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound49; E22| To this day they dwell
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound50; E22| In a lonely dell
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound51; E22| Nor fear the wolvish howl,
SI/SE-TheLittleGirlFound52; E22| Nor the lions growl.
ED; E22| SONGS 37
SE-Title; E22| THE Chimney Sweeper t44
SE-THEChimneySweeper1; E22| A little black thing among the snow:
SE-THEChimneySweeper2; E22| Crying weep, weep, in notes of woe! t45
SE-THEChimneySweeper3; E22| Where are thy father & mother? say?
SE-THEChimneySweeper4; E22| They are both gone up to the church to pray. t46
SE-THEChimneySweeper5; E22| Because I was happy upon the heath,
SE-THEChimneySweeper6; E22| And smil'd among the winters snow: t47
SE-THEChimneySweeper7; E23| They clothed me in the clothes of death,
SE-THEChimneySweeper8; E23| And taught me to sing the notes of woe.
SE-THEChimneySweeper9; E23| And because I am happy, & dance & sing,
SE-THEChimneySweeper10; E23| They think they have done me no injury:
SE-THEChimneySweeper11; E23| And are gone to praise God & his Priest & King
SE-THEChimneySweeper12; E23| Who make up a heaven of our misery. t48
ED; E23| SONGS 38
SE-Title; E23| NURSES Song t49
SE-NURSESSong1; E23| When the voices of children, are heard on the green
SE-NURSESSong2; E23| And whisprings are in the dale:
SE-NURSESSong3; E23| The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind, t50
SE-NURSESSong4; E23| My face turns green and pale.
SE-NURSESSong5; E23| Then come home my chidren, the sun is gone down
SE-NURSESSong6; E23| And the dews of night arise
SE-NURSESSong7; E23| Your spring & your day, are wasted in play
SE-NURSESSong8; E23| And your winter and night in disguise.
ED; E23| SONGS 39
SE-Title; E23| The SICK ROSE t51
SE-SICKROSE1; E23| O Rose thou art sick.
SE-SICKROSE2; E23| The invisible worm,
SE-SICKROSE3; E23| That flies in the night
SE-SICKROSE4; E23| In the howling storm:
SE-SICKROSE5; E23| Has found out thy bed t52
SE-SICKROSE6; E23| Of crimson joy:
SE-SICKROSE7; E23| And his dark secret love t53
SE-SICKROSE8; E23| Does thy life destroy. t54
ED; E23| SONGS 40
SE-Title; E23| THE FLY. t55
SE-THEFLY1; E23| Little Fly
SE-THEFLY2; E23| Thy summers play, t56
SE-THEFLY3; E23| My thoughtless hand t57
SE-THEFLY4; E23| Has brush'd away. t58
SE-THEFLY5; E23| Am not I
SE-THEFLY6; E23| A fly like thee?
SE-THEFLY7; E23| Or art not thou
SE-THEFLY8; E23| A man like me?
SE-THEFLY9; E23| For I dance
SE-THEFLY10; E23| And drink & sing:
SE-THEFLY11; E23| Till some blind hand
SE-THEFLY12; E23| Shall brush my wing.
SE-THEFLY13; E24| If thought is life t59
SE-THEFLY14; E24| And strength & breath:
SE-THEFLY15; E24| And the want t60
SE-THEFLY16; E24| Of thought is death;
SE-THEFLY17; E24| Then am I
SE-THEFLY18; E24| A happy fly,
SE-THEFLY19; E24| If I live,
SE-THEFLY20; E24| Or if I die.
ED; E24| SONGS 41
SE-Title; E24| The Angel t61
SE-TheAngel1; E24| I Dreamt a Dream! what can it mean?
SE-TheAngel2; E24| And that I was a maiden Queen:
SE-TheAngel3; E24| Guarded by an Angel mild:
SE-TheAngel4; E24| Witless woe, was ne'er beguil'd!
SE-TheAngel5; E24| And I wept both night and day
SE-TheAngel6; E24| And he wip'd my tears away
SE-TheAngel7; E24| And I wept both day and night
SE-TheAngel8; E24| And hid from him my hearts delight
SE-TheAngel9; E24| So he took his wings and fled:
SE-TheAngel10; E24| Then the morn blush'd rosy red:
SE-TheAngel11; E24| I dried my tears & armed my fears,
SE-TheAngel12; E24| With ten thousand shields and spears,
SE-TheAngel13; E24| Soon my Angel came again;
SE-TheAngel14; E24| I was arm'd, he came in vain:
SE-TheAngel15; E24| For the time of youth was fled t62
SE-TheAngel16; E24| And grey hairs were on my head.
ED; E24| SONGS 42
SE-Title; E24| The Tyger. t63
SE-TheTyger1; E24| Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
SE-TheTyger2; E24| In the forests of the night;
SE-TheTyger3; E24| What immortal hand or eye, t64
SE-TheTyger4; E24| Could frame thy fearful symmetry? t65
SE-TheTyger5; E24| In what distant deeps or skies. t66
SE-TheTyger6; E24| Burnt the fire of thine eyes? t67
SE-TheTyger7; E24| On what wings dare he aspire? t68
SE-TheTyger8; E24| What the hand, dare sieze the fire?
SE-TheTyger9; E24| And what shoulder, & what art,
SE-TheTyger10; E24| Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
SE-TheTyger11; E24| And when thy heart began to beat,
SE-TheTyger12; E24| What dread hand? & what dread feet? t69
SE-TheTyger13; E25| What the hammer? what the chain, t70
SE-TheTyger14; E25| In what furnace was thy brain?
SE-TheTyger15; E25| What the anvil? what dread grasp,
SE-TheTyger16; E25| Dare its deadly terrors clasp! t71
SE-TheTyger17; E25| When the stars threw down their spears t72
SE-TheTyger18; E25| And water'd heaven with their tears:
SE-TheTyger19; E25| Did he smile his work to see?
SE-TheTyger20; E25| Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
SE-TheTyger21; E25| Tyger Tyger burning bright,
SE-TheTyger22; E25| In the forests of the night: t73
SE-TheTyger23; E25| What immortal hand or eye, t74
SE-TheTyger24; E25| Dare frame thy fearful symmetry? t75
ED; E25| SONGS 43
SE-Title; E25| My Pretty ROSE TREE t76
SE-MyPrettyROSETREE1; E25| A flower was offerd to me;
SE-MyPrettyROSETREE2; E25| Such a flower as May never bore.
SE-MyPrettyROSETREE3; E25| But I said I've a Pretty Rose-tree:
SE-MyPrettyROSETREE4; E25| And I passed the sweet flower o'er.
SE-MyPrettyROSETREE5; E25| Then I went to my Pretty Rose-tree;
SE-MyPrettyROSETREE6; E25| To tend her by day and by night. t77
SE-MyPrettyROSETREE7; E25| But my Rose turnd away with jealousy: t78
SE-MyPrettyROSETREE8; E25| And her thorns were my only delight.
SE-Title; E25| AH! SUN-FLOWER
SE-AH!SUN-FLOWER1; E25| Ah Sun-flower! weary of time,
SE-AH!SUN-FLOWER2; E25| Who countest the steps of the Sun:
SE-AH!SUN-FLOWER3; E25| Seeking after that sweet golden clime
SE-AH!SUN-FLOWER4; E25| Where the travellers journey is done.
SE-AH!SUN-FLOWER5; E25| Where the Youth pined away with desire,
SE-AH!SUN-FLOWER6; E25| And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow:
SE-AH!SUN-FLOWER7; E25| Arise from their graves and aspire,
SE-AH!SUN-FLOWER8; E25| Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.
SE-Title; E25| THE LILLY t79
SE-THELILLY1; E25| The modest Rose puts forth a thorn: t80
SE-THELILLY2; E25| The humble Sheep, a threatning horn: t81
SE-THELILLY3; E25| While the Lilly white, shall in Love delight,
SE-THELILLY4; E25| Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright. t82
ED; E26| SONGS 44
SE-Title; E26| The GARDEN of LOVE t83
SE-TheGardenofLove1; E26| I went to the Garden of Love,
SE-TheGardenofLove2; E26| And saw what I never had seen: t84
SE-TheGardenofLove3; E26| A Chapel was built in the midst, t85
SE-TheGardenofLove4; E26| Where I used to play on the green.
SE-TheGardenofLove5; E26| And the gates of this Chapel were shut, t86
SE-TheGardenofLove6; E26| And Thou shalt not. writ over the door;
SE-TheGardenofLove7; E26| So I turn'd to the Garden of Love, t87
SETheGardenofLove8; E26| That so many sweet flowers bore.
SE-TheGardenofLove9; E26| And I saw it was filled with graves,
SE-TheGardenofLove10; E26| And tomb-stones where flowers should be:
SE-TheGardenofLove11; E26| And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds,
SE-TheGardenofLove12; E26| And binding with briars, my joys & desires.
ED; E26| SONGS 45
SE-Title; E26| The Little Vagabond t88
SE-TheLittleVagabond1; E26| Dear Mother, dear Mother, the Church is cold, t89
SE-TheLittleVagabond2; E26| But the Ale-house is healthy & pleasant & warm;
SE-TheLittleVagabond3; E26| Besides I can tell where I am use'd well, t90
SE-TheLittleVagabond4; E26| Such usage in heaven will never do well. t91
ED; E26| [45:4 Original reading: Such usage in heaven makes all go to hell. See textual note.]
SE-TheLittleVagabond5; E26| But if at the Church they would give us some Ale.
SE-TheLittleVagabond6; E26| And a pleasant fire, our souls to regale;
SE-TheLittleVagabond7; E26| We'd sing and we'd pray, all the live-long day;
SE-TheLittleVagabond8; E26| Nor ever once wish from the Church to stray,
SE-TheLittleVagabond9; E26| Then the Parson might preach & drink & sing.
SE-TheLittleVagabond10; E26| And we'd be as happy as birds in the spring:
SE-TheLittleVagabond11; E26| And modest dame Lurch, who is always at Church,
SE-TheLittleVagabond12; E26| Would not have bandy children nor fasting nor birch.
SE-TheLittleVagabond13; E26| And God like a father rejoicing to see, t92
SE-TheLittleVagabond14; E26| His children as pleasant and happy as he:
SE-TheLittleVagabond15; E26| Would have no more quarrel with the Devil or the Barrel
SE-TheLittleVagabond16; E26| But kiss him & give him both drink and apparel. t93
ED; E26| SONGS 46
SE-Title; E26| LONDON t94
SE-LONDON1; E26| I wander thro' each charter'd street, t95
SE-LONDON2; E26| Near where the charter'd Thames does flow.
SE-LONDON3; E26| And mark in every face I meet t96
SE-LONDON4; E26| Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
SE-LONDON5; E27| In every cry of every Man,
SE-LONDON6; E27| In every Infants cry of fear, t97
SE-LONDON7; E27| In every voice: in every ban, t98
SE-LONDON8; E27| The mind-forg'd manacles I hear t99
SE-LONDON9; E27| How the Chimney-sweepers cry t100
SE-LONDON10; E27| Every blackning Church appalls, t101
SE-LONDON11; E27| And the hapless Soldiers sigh
SE-LONDON12; E27| Runs in blood down Palace walls
SE-LONDON13; E27| But most thro' midnight streets I hear t102
SE-LONDON14; E27| How the youthful Harlots curse
SE-LONDON15; E27| Blasts the new-born Infants tear
SE-LONDON16; E27| And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse
ED; E27| SONGS 47
SE-Title; E27| The Human Abstract. t103
SE-TheHumanAbstract1; E27| Pity would be no more, t104
SE-TheHumanAbstract2; E27| If we did not make somebody Poor: t105
SE-TheHumanAbstract3; E27| And Mercy no more could be,
SE-TheHumanAbstract4; E27| If all were as happy as we;
SE-TheHumanAbstract5; E27| And mutual fear brings peace;
SE-TheHumanAbstract6; E27| Till the selfish loves increase.
SE-TheHumanAbstract7; E27| Then Cruelty knits a snare,
SE-TheHumanAbstract8; E27| And spreads his baits with care. t106
SE-TheHumanAbstract9; E27| He sits down with holy fears,
SE-TheHumanAbstract10; E27| And waters the ground with tears:
SE-TheHumanAbstract11; E27| Then Humility takes its root
SE-TheHumanAbstract12; E27| Underneath his foot.
SE-TheHumanAbstract13; E27| Soon spreads the dismal shade
SE-TheHumanAbstract14; E27| Of Mystery over his head;
SE-TheHumanAbstract15; E27| And the Catterpiller and Fly,
SE-TheHumanAbstract16; E27| Feed on the Mystery.
SE-TheHumanAbstract17; E27| And it bears the fruit of Deceit,
SE-TheHumanAbstract18; E27| Ruddy and sweet to eat;
SE-TheHumanAbstract19; E27| And the Raven his nest has made
SE-TheHumanAbstract20; E27| In its thickest shade.
SE-TheHumanAbstract21; E27| The Gods of the earth and sea,
SE-TheHumanAbstract2; E27| Sought thro' Nature to find this Tree
SE-TheHumanAbstract23; E27| But their search was all in vain:
SE-TheHumanAbstract24; E27| There grows one in the Human Brain t107
ED; E28| SONGS 48
SE-Title; E28| INFANT SORROW t108
SE-INFANTSORROW1; E28| My mother groand! my father wept.
SE-INFANTSORROW2; E28| Into the dangerous world I leapt:
SE-INFANTSORROW3; E28| Helpless, naked, piping loud;
SE-INFANTSORROW4; E28| Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
SE-INFANTSORROW5; E28| Struggling in my fathers hands:
SE-INFANTSORROW6; E28| Striving against my swadling bands:
SE-INFANTSORROW7; E28| Bound and weary I thought best
SE-INFANTSORROW8; E28| To sulk upon my mothers breast.
ED; E28| SONGS 49
SE-Title; E28| A POISON TREE. t109
SE-APOISONTREE1; E28| I was angry with my friend;
SE-APOISONTREE2; E28| I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
SE-APOISONTREE3; E28| I was angry with my foe:
SE-APOISONTREE4; E28| I told it not, my wrath did grow.
SE-APOISONTREE5; E28| And I waterd it in fears,
SE-APOISONTREE6; E28| Night & morning with my tears:
SE-APOISONTREE7; E28| And I sunned it with smiles,
SE-APOISONTREE8; E28| And with soft deceitful wiles.
SE-APOISONTREE9; E28| And it grew both day and night.
SE-APOISONTREE10; E28| Till it bore an apple bright.
SE-APOISONTREE11; E28| And my foe beheld it shine,
SE-APOISONTREE12; E28| And he knew that it was mine.
SE-APOISONTREE13; E28| And into my garden stole,
SE-APOISONTREE14; E28| When the night had veild the pole;
SE-APOISONTREE15; E28| In the morning glad I see;
SE-APOISONTREE16; E28| My foe outstretchd beneath the tree.
ED; E28| SONGS 50
SE-Title; E28| A Little BOY Lost t110
SE-ALittleBOYLost1; E28| Nought loves another as itself
SE-ALittleBOYLost2; E28| Nor venerates another so.
SE-ALittleBOYLost3; E28| Nor is it possible to Thought
SE-ALittleBOYLost4; E28| A greater than itself to know:
SE-ALittleBOYLost5; E28| And Father, how can I love you, t111
SE-ALittleBOYLost6; E28| Or any of my brothers more? t112
SE-ALittleBOYLost7; E28| I love you like the little bird t113
SE-ALittleBOYLost8; E28| That picks up crumbs around the door.
SE-ALittleBOYLost9; E28| The Priest sat by and heard the child.
SE-ALittleBOYLost10; E28| In trembling zeal he siez'd his hair: t114
SE-ALittleBOYLost11; E28| He led him by his little coat: t115
SE-ALittleBOYLost12; E28| And all admir'd the Priestly care. t116
SE-ALittleBOYLost13; E29| And standing on the altar high, t117
SE-ALittleBOYLost14; E29| Lo what a fiend is here! said he:
SE-ALittleBOYLost15; E29| One who sets reason up for judge
SE-ALittleBOYLost16; E29| Of our most holy Mystery.
SE-ALittleBOYLost17; E29| The weeping child could not be heard.
SE-ALittleBOYLost18; E29| The weeping parents wept in vain:
SE-ALittleBOYLost19; E29| They strip'd him to his little shirt. t118
SE-ALittleBOYLost20; E29| And bound him in an iron chain.
SE-ALittleBOYLost21; E29| And burn'd him in a holy place, t119
SE-ALittleBOYLost22; E29| Where many had been burn'd before:
SE-ALittleBOYLost23; E29| The weeping parents wept in vain.
SE-ALittleBOYLost24; E29| Are such things done on Albions shore. t120
ED; E29| SONGS 51
SE-Title; E29| A Little GIRL Lost
SE-ALittleGIRLLost1; E29| Children of the future Age,
SE-ALittleGIRLLost2; E29| Reading this indignant page;
SE-ALittleGIRLLost3; E29| Know that in a former time.
SE-ALittleGIRLLost4; E29| Love! sweet Love! was thought a crime.
SE-ALittleGIRLLost5; E29| In the Age of Gold,
SE-ALittleGIRLLost6; E29| Free from winters cold:
SE-ALittleGIRLLost7; E29| Youth and maiden bright,
SE-ALittleGIRLLost8; E29| To the holy light,
SE-ALittleGIRLLost9; E29| Naked in the sunny beams delight.
SE-ALittleGIRLLost10; E29| Once a youthful pair
SE-ALittleGIRLLost11; E29| Fill'd with softest care:
SE-ALittleGIRLLost12; E29| Met in garden bright,
SE-ALittleGIRLLost13; E29| Where the holy light,
SE-ALittleGIRLLost14; E29| Had just removd the curtains of the night.
SE-ALittleGIRLLost15; E29| There in rising day,
SE-ALittleGRLLost16; E29| On the grass they play:
SE-ALittleGIRLLost17; E29| Parents were afar:
SE-ALittleGIRLLost18; E29| Strangers came not near:
SE-ALittleGIRLLost19; E29| And the maiden soon forgot her fear.
SE-ALittleGIRLLost20; E29| Tired with kisses sweet
SE-ALittleGIRLLost21; E29| They agree to meet,
SE-ALittleGIRLLost22; E29| When the silent sleep
SE-ALittleGIRLLost23; E29| Waves o'er heavens deep;
SE-ALittleGIRLLost24; E29| And the weary tired wanderers weep.
SE-ALittleGIRLLost25; E29| To her father white
SE-ALittleGIRLLost26; E29| Came the maiden bright:
SE-ALittleGIRLLost27; E29| But his loving look,
SE-ALittleGIRLLost28; E29| Like the holy book,
SE-ALittleGIRLLost29; E29| All her tender limbs with terror shook.
SE-ALittleGIRLLost30; E30| Ona! pale and weak!
SE-ALittleGIRLLost31; E30| To thy father speak:
SE-ALittleGIRLLost32; E30| O the trembling fear!
SE-ALittleGIRLLost33; E30| O the dismal care!
SE-ALittleGIRLLost34; E30| That shakes the blossoms of my hoary hair
ED; E30| SONGS 52
SE-Title; E30| To Tirzah t121
SE-ToTirzah1; E30| Whate'er is Born of Mortal Birth,
SE-ToTirzah2; E30| Must be consumed with the Earth
SE-ToTirzah3; E30| To rise from Generation free;
SE-ToTirzah4; E30| Then what have I to do with thee?
SE-ToTirzah5; E30| The Sexes sprung from Shame & Pride
SE-ToTirzah6; E30| Blow'd in the morn: in evening died
SE-ToTirzah7; E30| But Mercy changd Death into Sleep;
SE-ToTirzah8; E30| The Sexes rose to work & weep.
SE-ToTirzah9; E30| Thou Mother of my Mortal part.
SE-ToTirzah10; E30| With cruelty didst mould my Heart.
SE-ToTirzah11; E30| And with false self-decieving tears,
SE-ToTirzah12; E30| Didst bind my Nostrils Eyes & Ears.
SE-ToTirzah13; E30| Didst close my Tongue in senseless clay
SE-ToTirzah14; E30| And me to Mortal Life betray:
SE-ToTirzah15; E30| The Death of Jesus set me free,
SE-ToTirzah16; E30| Then what have I to do with thee?
SE-ToTirzah; E30| [text on illustration: It is Raised a Spiritual Body]
ED; E31| SONGS 53
SI/SE-Title; E31| The School Boy t122
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy1; E31| I love to rise in a summer morn,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy2; E31| When the birds sing on every tree;
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy3; E31| The distant huntsman winds his horn,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy4; E31| And the sky-lark sings with me.
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy5; E31| O! what sweet company.
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy6; E31| But to go to school in a summer morn,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy7; E31| O! it drives all joy away;
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy8; E31| Under a cruel eye outworn,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy9; E31| The little ones spend the day,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy10; E31| In sighing and dismay.
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy11; E31| Ah! then at times I drooping sit,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy12; E31| And spend many an anxious hour.
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy13; E31| Nor in my book can I take delight,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy14; E31| Nor sit in learnings bower,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy15; E31| Worn thro' with the dreary shower.
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy16; E31| How can the bird that is born for joy,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy17; E31| Sit in a cage and sing.
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy18; E31| How can a child when fears annoy,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy19; E31| But droop his tender wing,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy20; E31| And forget his youthful spring.
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy21; E31| O! father & mother, if buds are nip'd,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy22; E31| And blossoms blown away,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy23; E31| And if the tender plants are strip'd
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy24; E31| Of their joy in the springing day,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy25; E31| By sorrow and cares dismay,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy26; E31| How shall the summer arise in joy.
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy27; E31| Or the summer fruits appear,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy28; E31| Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy29; E31| Or bless the mellowing year,
SI/SE-TheSchoolBoy30; E31| When the blasts of winter appear.
ED; E31| SONGS 54
SI/SE-Title; E31| The Voice of the Ancient Bard. t123
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard1; E31| Youth of delight come hither:
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard2; E31| And see the opening morn,
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard3; E31| Image of truth new born.
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard4; E31| Doubt is fled & clouds of reason.
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard5; E31| Dark disputes & artful teazing.
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard6; E31| Folly is an endless maze,
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard7; E31| Tangled roots perplex her ways,
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard8; E32| How many have fallen there!
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard9; E32| They stumble all night over bones of the dead;
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard10; E32| And feel they know not what but care;
SI/SE-Voice...AncientBard11; E32| And wish to lead others when they should be led.
ED; E32| SONGS 55
SE-Title; E32| A DIVINE IMAGE
ED; E32| [An early Song of Experience included in one late copy] t124
SE-ADIVINEIMAGE1; E32| Cruelty has a Human Heart
SE-ADIVINEIMAGE2; E32| And Jealousy a Human Face
SE-ADIVINEIMAGE3; E32| Terror, the Human Form Divine
SE-ADIVINEIMAGE4; E32| And Secrecy, the Human Dress
SE-ADIVINEIMAGE5; E32| The Human Dress, is forged Iron
SE-ADIVINEIMAGE6; E32| The Human Form, a fiery Forge.
SE-ADIVINEIMAGE7; E32| The Human Face, a Furnace seal'd
SE-ADIVINEIMAGE8; E32| The Human Heart, its hungry Gorge.