I Heard An Angel

By William Blake

I heard an Angel singing
When the day was springing 
Mercy Pity Peace
Is the worlds release 
 
Thus he sung all day
Over the new mown hay 
Till the sun went down
And haycocks looked brown 
 
I heard a Devil curse
Over the heath & the furze 
Mercy could be no more 
If there was nobody poor 
 
And pity no more could be 
If all were as happy as we 
At his curse the sun went down 
And the heavens gave a frown 
 
Down pourd the heavy rain
Over the new reapd grain 
And Miseries increase
Is Mercy Pity Peace
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