• The Angel[1]



    I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?

    And that I was a maiden queen

    Guarded by an angel mild.

    Witless woe was ne'er beguil'd!


    And I wept both night & day,

    And he wiped my tears away,...

  • The Chimney Sweeper [1]


    A little black thing among the snow

    Crying "'weep, 'weep!" in notes of woe.

    "Where are thy father & mother? say?"

    "They are both gone up to the church to pray.


    "Because I was happy upon the heath,...


  • Holy Thursday[1]


    Is this a holy thing to see

    In a rich & fruitful land,

    Babes reduced to misery?

    Fed with cold & usurous hand?


    Is that trembling cry a song?

    Can it be a song of joy?

    And so...

  • INFANT SORROW


    My mother groand! my father wept.

    Into the dangerous world I leapt:

    Helpless, naked, piping loud;

    Like a fiend hid in a cloud.

    5 Struggling in my fathers bands:

    Striving against my...


  • Motto to the Songs of Innocence & of Experience


    The Good are attracted by Mens perceptions

    And Think not for themselves

    Till Experience teaches them to catch

    And to cage the Fairies & Elves


    And then the Knave begins to snarl

    And the Hypocrite to howl

    And...