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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…

Poems: The Clod and the Pebble

by WilliamBlakeEarth's AnswerHoly ThursdayThe Clod and the Pebble "Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives it ease, And builds a…

Poems: The Little Girl Lost

by WilliamBlakeHoly ThursdayThe Little Girl FoundThe Little Girl Lost In futurity I prophetic see That the earth from sleep (Grave the sentence deep) Shall arise, and seek for…

Poems: The Little Girl Found

by WilliamBlakeThe Little Girl LostThe Chimney SweeperThe Little Girl Found All the night in woe Lyca's parents go Over valleys deep, While the deserts weep. Tired and woe-…