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Poems: My Pretty Rose Tree

by WilliamBlakeThe TigerAh SunflowerMy Pretty Rose Tree A flower was offered to me, Such a flower as May never bore; But I said "I've a pretty rose tree," And I passed the sweet…

Poems: Ah Sunflower

by WilliamBlakeMy Pretty Rose TreeThe LilyAh Sunflower Ah Sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun; Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's…

Poems: The Lily

by WilliamBlakeAh SunflowerThe Garden of LoveThe Lily The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, The humble sheep a threat'ning horn: While the Lily white shall in love delight, Nor a thorn…

Poems: The Garden of Love

by WilliamBlakeThe LilyThe Little VagabondThe Garden of Love I laid me down upon a bank, Where Love lay sleeping; I heard among the rushes dank Weeping, weeping. Then I went…

Poems: The Little Vagabond

by WilliamBlakeThe Garden of LoveLondonThe Little Vagabond Dear mother, dear mother, the Church is cold; But the Alehouse is healthy, and pleasant, and warm. Besides, I can tell where…

Poems: London

by WilliamBlakeThe Little VagabondThe Human AbstractLondon I wandered through each chartered street, Near where the chartered Thames does flow, A mark in every face I meet, Marks…

Poems: The Human Abstract

by WilliamBlakeLondonInfant SorrowThe Human Abstract Pity would be no more If we did not make somebody poor, And Mercy no more could be If all were as happy as we. And mutual…

Poems: Earth's Answer

by WilliamBlakeIntroductionThe Clod and the PebbleEarth's Answer Earth raised up her head From the darkness dread and drear, Her light fled, Stony, dread, And her locks covered with…

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…