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The Little Girl Lost

© William Blake

In futurity
I prophesy see.
That the earth from sleep.
(Grave the sentence deep)

The Little Girl Found

© William Blake

All the night in woe,
Lyca's parents go:
Over vallies deep.
While the desarts weep.

Several Questions Answered

© William Blake

What is it men in women do require?
The lineaments of Gratified Desire.
What is it women do in men require?
The lineaments of Gratified Desire.

To Tirzah

© William Blake

Whate'er is Born of Mortal Birth,
Must be consumed with the Earth
To rise from Generation free:
Then what have I to do with thee?

The Clod & The Pebble

© William Blake

Love seeketh not Itself to please.
Nor for itself hath any care;
But for another gives its ease.
And builds a Heaven in Hells despair.

Ah! Sun-Flower

© William Blake

Ah Sun-flower! weary of time.
Who countest the steps of the Sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the travellers journey is done.

The Little Boy Found

© William Blake

The little boy lost in the lonely fen,
Led by the wand'ring light,
Began to cry, but God ever nigh,
Appeared like his father in white.

The Lilly

© William Blake

The modest Rose puts forth a thorn:
The humble Sheep. a threatning horn:
While the Lily white, shall in Love delight,
Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright

A Cradle Song

© William Blake

Sweet dreams form a shade,
O'er my lovely infants head.
Sweet dreams of pleasant streams,
By happy silent moony beams

Something Missing

© Sheldon Allan Silverstein

I remember I put on my socks,
I remember I put on my shoes.
I remember I put on my tie
That was painted

Earth's Answer

© William Blake

Earth raised up her head.
From the darkness dread & drear,
Her light fled:
Stony dread!
And her locks cover'd with grey despair.

The Little Vagabond

© William Blake

Dear Mother, dear Mother, the Church is cold,
But the Ale-house is healthy & pleasant & warm:
Besides I can tell where I am use'd well,
Such usage in heaven will never do well.

Laughing Song

© William Blake

When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy
And the dimpling stream runs laughing by,
When the air does laugh with our merry wit,
And the green hill laughs with the noise of it.

Songs Of Experience: Introduction

© William Blake

Hear the voice of the Bard!
Who Present, Past, & Future sees
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word,
That walk'd among the ancient trees.

A Dream

Once a dream did weave a shade,
O'er my Angel-guarded bed.
That an Emmet lost it's way
Where on grass methought I lay.

Songs Of Innocence: Introduction

Piping down the valleys wild
Piping songs of pleasant glee
On a cloud I saw a child.
And he laughing said to me.

The Fly

Little Fly
Thy summers play,
My thoughtless hand
Has brush'd away.

Spring

Sound the Flute!
Now it's mute.
Birds delight
Day and Night

The Divine Image

To Mercy Pity Peace and Love.
All pray in their distress:
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness.

Infant Joy

I have no name
I am but two days old.--
What shall I call thee?
I happy am
Joy is my name.--
Sweet joy befall thee!