London By William Blake

London By William Blake I wandered through each chartered street,Near where the chartered Thames does flow,A mark in every face I meet,Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every man,In every infant’s cry of fear,In every voice, in every ban,The mind-forged manacles I hear: How the chimney-sweeper’s cryEvery blackening church appals,And the […]

Why Was Cupid A Boy By William Blake

Why Was Cupid A Boy By William Blake Why was Cupid a boy,And why a boy was he?He should have been a girl,For aught that I can see. For he shoots with his bow,And the girl shoots with her eye,And they both are merry and glad,And laugh when we do cry. And to make Cupid […]

Nurse’s Song By William Blake

Nurse’s Song By William Blake When the voices of children are heard on the green,And laughing is heard on the hill,My heart is at rest within my breast,And everything else is still. ‘Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down,And the dews of night arise;Come, come leave off play, and let us awayTill […]

Spring By William Blake

Spring By William Blake Sound the flute!Now it’s mute!Bird’s delight,Day and night,Nightingale,In the dale,Lark in sky,—Merrily,Merrily merrily, to welcome in the year.   Little boy,Full of joy;Little girl,Sweet and small;Cock does crow,So do you;Merry voice,Infant noise;Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year. Little lamb,Here I am;Come and lickMy white neck;Let me pullYour soft wool;Let me […]

The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell By William Blake

The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell By William Blake THE ARGUMENT RINTRAH roars and shakes his fires in the burden’d air,Hungry clouds swag on the deep.Once meek, and in a perilous pathThe just man kept his course alongThe Vale of Death.Roses are planted where thorns grow,And on the barren heathSing the honey bees.Then the perilous path […]

Never Again The Same By James Tate

Never Again The Same By James Tate Speaking of sunsets,last night’s was shocking.I mean, sunsets aren’t supposed to frighten you, are they?Well, this one was terrifying.People were screaming in the streets.Sure, it was beautiful, but far too beautiful.It wasn’t natural.One climax followed another and then anotheruntil your knees went weakand you couldn’t breathe.The colors were […]

It Happens Like This By James Tate

It Happens Like This By James Tate I was outside St. Cecelia’s Rectorysmoking a cigarette when a goat appeared beside me.It was mostly black and white, with a little reddishbrown here and there. When I started to walk away,it followed. I was amused and delighted, but wonderedwhat the laws were on this kind of thing. […]

The Little Girl Lost By William Blake

The Little Girl Lost By William Blake In futurityI prophesy see.That the earth from sleep.(Grave the sentence deep) Shall arise and seekFor her maker meek:And the desart wildBecome a garden mild. In the southern clime,Where the summers primeNever fades away;Lovely Lyca lay. Seven summers oldLovely Lyca told,She had wandered long.Hearing wild birds song. Sweet sleep […]

The Little Girl Found By William Blake

The Little Girl Found By William Blake All the night in woe,Lyca’s parents go:Over vallies deep.While the desarts weep. Tired and woe-begone.Hoarse with making moan:Arm in arm seven days.They trac’d the desert ways. Seven nights they sleep.Among shadows deep:And dream they see their childStarvdd in desart wild. Pale thro’ pathless waysThe fancied image strays.Famish’d, weeping, […]

The Little Boy Lost By William Blake

The Little Boy Lost By William Blake ‘Father, father, where are you going?Oh do not walk so fast!Speak, father, speak to you little boy,Or else I shall be lost.’ The night was dark, no father was there,The child was wet with dew;The mire was deep, and the child did weep,And away the vapour flew. Share […]