Poet
William Blake
A DIVINE IMAGE
Cruelty has a human heart,
A DREAM
Once a dream did weave a shade
Ah Sunflower
Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
A LITTLE BOY LOST
"Nought loves another as itself,
A LITTLE GIRL LOST
Children of the future age,
A POISON TREE
I was angry with my friend:
A SONG
Sweet dreams, form a shade
Divine Image
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
Earth's Answer
Earth raised up her head
Holy Thursday
'Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean,
Holy Thursday
Is this a holy thing to see
Infant Joy
"I have no name;
Infant Sorrow
My mother groaned, my father wept:
Laughing Song
When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
London
I wandered through each chartered street,
My Pretty Rose Tree
A flower was offered to me,
Night
The sun descending in the west,
Nurse's Song
When voices of children are heard on the green,
Nurse's Song
When the voices of children are heard on the green,
On Another's Sorrow
Can I see another's woe,
Songs of Experience: Introduction
Hear the voice of the Bard,
Songs of Innocence: Introduction
Piping down the valleys wild,
Spring
Sound the flute!
The Angel
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
The Blossom
Merry, merry sparrow!
The Book of Thel. Part I
The daughters of Mne Seraphim led round their sunny flocks,
The Book of Thel. Part II
O little Cloud the virgin said, I charge thee to tell me
The Book of Thel. Part III
Then Thel astonish'd view'd the Worm upon its dewy bed.
The Book of Thel. Part IV
The eternal gates terrific porter lifted the northern bar:
The Chimney Sweeper
A little black thing in the snow,
The Chimney-Sweeper
When my mother died I was very young,
The Clod and the Pebble
"Love seeketh not itself to please,
The Echoing Green
The sun does arise,
The Fly
Little Fly,
The Garden of Love
I laid me down upon a bank,
The Human Abstract
Pity would be no more
The Lamb
Little Lamb, who made thee
The Lily
The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,
The Little Black Boy
My mother bore me in the southern wild,
The Little Boy Found
The little boy lost in the lonely fen,
The Little Boy Lost
"Father, father, where are you going?
The Little Girl Found
All the night in woe
The Little Girl Lost
In futurity
The Little Vagabond
Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold;
Thel's Motto
Does the Eagle know what is in the pit?
The Marriage of Heaven and Hell: The Argument
Rintrah roars and shakes his fires in the burden'd air,
The Schoolboy
I love to rise on a summer morn,
The Shepherd
How sweet is the Shepherd's sweet lot!
The Sick Rose
O rose, thou art sick!
The Tyger
Tyger, tyger, burning bright
The Voice of the Ancient Bard
Youth of delight! come hither
To Tirzah
Whate'er is born of mortal birth
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