Poems by William Blake

Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden'd air;
Hungry clouds swag on the deep. ...

Merry, merry sparrow!
Under leaves so green
A happy blossom
Sees you, swift as arrow,
Seek...

I The daughters of Mne Seraphim led round their sunny flocks,
All but the youngest: she in pal...

When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could scarcely...

A little black thing in the snow,
Crying "weep! Weep!" in notes of woe!
"Where are thy father ...

"Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives it ea...

To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love,
All pray in their distress,
And to these virtues of delig...

Cruelty has a human heart,
And Jealousy a human face;
Terror the human form divine,
And Sec...

Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my angel-guarded bed,
That an emmet lost its way
Where on...

Earth raised up her head
From the darkness dread and drear,
Her light fled,
Stony, dread,
...

The sun does arise,
And make happy the skies;
The merry bells ring
To welcome the Spring;
...

Five windows light the cavern'd Man; thro' one he breathes the air;
Thro' one, hears music of ...

Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet gol...

I laid me down upon a bank,
Where Love lay sleeping;
I heard among the rushes dank
Weeping, ...

'Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean,
Came children walking two and two, in r...