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[Written in a copy of Poetical Sketches] t1097
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title; E466| Song 1st by a shepherd
Song1st[PSadd]1; E466|
Welcome stranger to this place,
Song1st[PSadd]2; E466|
Where joy doth sit on every bough,
Song1st[PSadd]3; E466|
Paleness flies from every face,
Song1st[PSadd]4; E466|
We reap not, what we do not sow.
Song1st[PSadd]5; E466|
Innocence doth like a Rose,
Song1st[PSadd]6; E466|
Bloom on every Maidens cheek;
Song1st[PSadd]7; E466|
Honor twines around her brows,
Song1st[PSadd]8; E466|
The jewel Health adorns her neck.
title; E466|
Song 3d by an old shepherd
Song3rd[PSadd]1; E466|
When silver snow decks Sylvio's clothes
Song3rd[PSadd]2; E466|
And jewel hangs at shepherd's nose,
Song3rd[PSadd]3; E466|
We can abide life's pelting storm
Song3rd[PSadd]4; E466|
That makes our limbs quake, if our hearts be warm.
Song3rd[PSadd]5; E466|
Whilst Virtue is our walking staff,
Song3rd[PSadd]6; E466|
And Truth a lantern to our path;
Song3rd[PSadd]7; E466|
We can abide life's pelting storm
Song3rd[PSadd]8; E466|
That makes our limbs quake, if our hearts be warm.
Song3rd[PSadd]9; E466|
Blow boisterous Wind, stern Winter frown,
Song3rd[PSadd]10; E466|
Innocence is a Winter's gown;
Song3rd[PSadd]11; E467|
So clad, we'll abide life's pelting storm
Song3rd[PSadd]12; E467|
That makes our limbs quake, if our hearts be warm.
N-"NeverPainToTell"1; E467|
Never pain to tell thy Love t1099
N-"NeverPainToTell"2; E467|
Love that never told can be
N-"NeverPainToTell"3; E467|
For the gentle wind does move
N-"NeverPainToTell"4; E467|
Silently invisibly
N-"NeverPainToTell"5; E467|
I told my love I told my love
N-"NeverPainToTell"6; E467|
I told her all my heart
N-"NeverPainToTell"7; E467|
Trembling cold in ghastly fears
N-"NeverPainToTell"8; E467|
Ah she doth depart
N-"NeverPainToTell"9; E467|
Soon as she was gone from me
N-"NeverPainToTell"10; E467|
A traveller came by
N-"NeverPainToTell"11; E467|
Silently invisibly
N-"NeverPainToTell"12; E467|
O was no deny t1100
N-"I_feardTheFury"1; E467|
I feard the fury of my wind t1101
N-"I_feardTheFury"2; E467|
Would blight all blossoms fair & true
N-"I_feardTheFury"3; E467|
And my sun it shind & shind
N-"I_feardTheFury"4; E467|
And my wind it never blew t1102
N-"I_feardTheFury"5; E467|
But a blossom fair or true
N-"I_feardTheFury"6; E467|
Was not found on any tree
N-"I_feardTheFury"7; E467|
For all blossoms grew & grew
N-"I_feardTheFury"8; E467|
Fruitless false tho fair to see
N-"I_sawAchapel"1; E467|
I saw a chapel all of gold
N-"I_sawAchapel"2; E467|
That none did dare to enter in
N-"I_sawAchapel"3; E467|
And many weeping stood without
N-"I_sawAchapel"4; E467|
Weeping mourning worshipping
N-"I_sawAchapel"5; E467|
I saw a serpent rise between
N-"I_sawAchapel"6; E467|
The white pillars of the door
N-"I_sawAchapel"7; E467|
And he forcd & forcd & forcd
N-"I_sawAchapel"8; E467|
Down the golden hinges tore t1103
N-"I_sawAchapel"9; E467|
And along the pavement sweet
N-"I_sawAchapel"10; E467|
Set with pearls & rubies bright
N-"I_sawAchapel"11; E467|
All his slimy length he drew
N-"I_sawAchapel"12; E467|
Till upon the altar white
N-"I_sawAchapel"13; E467|
Vomiting his poison out
N-"I_sawAchapel"14; E467|
On the bread & on the wine
N-"I_sawAchapel"15; E468|
So I turnd into a sty
N-"I_sawAchapel"16; E468|
And laid me down among the swine
N-"I_laidMeDown"1; E468|
I laid me down upon a bank
N-"I_laidMeDown"2; E468|
Where love lay sleeping
N-"I_laidMeDown"3; E468|
I heard among the rushes dank
N-"I_laidMeDown"4; E468|
Weeping Weeping
N-"I_laidMeDown"5; E468|
Then I went to the heath & the wild
N-"I_laidMeDown"6; E468|
To the thistles & thorns of the waste
N-"I_laidMeDown"7; E468|
And they told me how they were beguild
N-"I_laidMeDown"8; E468|
Driven out & compeld to be chaste
N-title; E468|
A cradle song t1104
N-ACradleSong1; E468|
Sleep Sleep beauty bright
N-ACradleSong2; E468|
Dreaming oer the joys of night t1105
N-ACradleSong3; E468|
Sleep Sleep: in thy sleep
N-ACradleSong4; E468|
Little sorrows sit & weep t1106
N-ACradleSong5; E468|
Sweet Babe in thy face t1107
N-ACradleSong6; E468|
Soft desires I can trace
N-ACradleSong7; E468|
Secret joys & secret smiles
N-ACradleSong8; E468|
Little pretty infant wiles. t1108
N-ACradleSong9; E468|
As thy softest limbs I feel t1109
N-ACradleSong10; E468|
Smiles as of the morning steal t1110
N-ACradleSong11; E468|
Oer thy cheek & oer thy breast
N-ACradleSong12; E468|
Where thy little heart does rest
N-ACradleSong13; E468|
O the cunning wiles that creep
N-ACradleSong14; E468|
In thy little heart asleep
N-ACradleSong15; E468|
When thy little heart does wake
N-ACradleSong16; E468|
Then the dreadful lightnings break
N-ACradleSong17; E468|
From thy cheek & from thy eye t1111
N-ACradleSong18; E468|
Oer the youthful harvests nigh
N-ACradleSong19; E468|
Infant wiles & infant smiles t1112
N-ACradleSong20; E468|
Heaven & Earth of peace beguiles
N-"I_askedAthief"1; E468|
I asked a thief to steal me a peach t1113
N-"I_askedAthief"2; E468|
He turned up his eyes t1114
N-"I_askedAthief"3; E468|
I ask'd a lithe lady to lie her down
N-"I_askedAthief"4; E468|
Holy & meek she cries-- t1115
N-"I_askedAthief"5; E468|
As soon as I went
N-"I_askedAthief"6; E468|
An angel came.
N-"I_askedAthief"7; E469|
He wink'd at the thief t1116
N-"I_askedAthief"8; E469|
And smild at the dame-- t1117
N-"I_askedAthief"9; E469|
And without one word said t1118
N-"I_askedAthief"10; E469|
Had a peach from the tree
N-"I_askedAthief"11; E469|
And still as a maid t1119
N-"I_askedAthief"12; E469|
Enjoy'd the lady. t1120
N-title; E469|
To my Mirtle t1121
N-ToMyMirtle1; E469|
To a lovely mirtle bound
N-ToMyMirtle2; E469|
Blossoms showring all around
N-ToMyMirtle3; E469|
O how sick & weary I
N-ToMyMirtle4; E469|
Underneath my mirtle lie
N-ToMyMirtle5; E469|
Why should I be bound to thee
N-ToMyMirtle6; E469|
O my lovely mirtle tree
N-title; E469|
[To go] on I Plate t1122
N-"O_lapwing"1; E469|
lapwing thou fliest around the heath
N-"O_lapwing"2; E469|
Nor seest the net that is spread beneath
N-"O_lapwing"3; E469|
Why dost thou not fly among the corn fields
N-"O_lapwing"4; E469|
They cannot spread nets where a harvest yields
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N-title; E469|
An answer to the parson
N-AnAnswer1; E469|
Why of the sheep do you not learn peace
N-AnAnswer2; E469|
Because I dont want you to shear my fleece
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[Experiment]
N-"ThouHastALapFull"1; E469|
Thou hast a lap full of seed
N-"ThouHastALapFull"2; E469|
And this is a fine country
N-"ThouHastALapFull"3; E469|
Why dost thou not cast thy seed
N-"ThouHastALapFull"4; E469|
And live in it merrily
N-"ThouHastALapFull"5; E469|
Shall I cast it on the sand t1123
N-"ThouHastALapFull"6; E469|
And turn it into fruitful land t1124
N-"ThouHastALapFull"7; E469|
For on no other ground t1125
N-"ThouHastALapFull"8; E469|
Can I sow my seed
N-"ThouHastALapFull"9; E470|
Without tearing up t1126
N-"ThouHastALapFull"10; E470|
Some stinking weed
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N-title; E470|
Riches
N-Riches1; E470|
The countless gold of a merry heart t1127
N-Riches2; E470|
The rubies & pearls of a loving eye
N-Riches3; E470|
The indolent never can bring to the mart t1128
N-Riches4; E470|
Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury t1129
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N-"IfYouTrap"1; E470|
If you trap the moment before its ripe t1130
N-"IfYouTrap"2; E470|
The tears of repentance youll certainly wipe
N-"IfYouTrap"3; E470|
But if once you let the ripe moment go
N-"IfYouTrap"4; E470|
You can never wipe off the tears of woe t1131
N-title; E470|
Eternity
N-Eternity1; E470|
He who binds to himself a joy t1132
N-Eternity2; E470|
Does the winged life destroy
N-Eternity3; E470|
But he who kisses the joy as it flies t1133
N-Eternity4; E470|
Lives in eternity's sun rise t1134
N-"I_heardAnAngel"1; E470|
I heard an Angel singing
N-"I_heardAnAngel"2; E470|
When the day was springing
N-"I_heardAnAngel"3; E470|
Mercy Pity Peace t1136
N-"I_heardAnAngel"4; E470|
Is the worlds release
N-"I_heardAnAngel"5; E470|
Thus he sung all day
N-"I_heardAnAngel"6; E470|
Over the new mown hay
N-"I_heardAnAngel"7; E470|
Till the sun went down
N-"I_heardAnAngel"8; E470|
And haycocks looked brown
N-"I_heardAnAngel"9; E470|
I heard a Devil curse
N-"I_heardAnAngel"10; E470|
Over the heath & the furze
N-"I_heardAnAngel"11; E470|
Mercy could be no more
N-"I_heardAnAngel"12; E470|
If there was nobody poor
N-"I_heardAnAngel"13; E470|
And pity no more could be
N-"I_heardAnAngel"14; E470|
If all were as happy as we
N-"I_heardAnAngel"15; E470|
At his curse the sun went down t1137
N-"I_heardAnAngel"16; E470|
And the heavens gave a frown
N-"I_heardAnAngel"17; E471|
Down pourd the heavy rain t1138
N-"I_heardAnAngel"18; E471|
Over the new reapd grain
N-"I_heardAnAngel"19; E471|
And Miseries increase t1139
N-"I_heardAnAngel"20; E471|
Is Mercy Pity Peace
N-"SilentSilentNight"1; E471|
Silent Silent Night
N-"SilentSilentNight"2; E471|
Quench the holy light
N-"SilentSilentNight"3; E471|
Of thy torches bright
N-"SilentSilentNight"4; E471|
For possessd of Day
N-"SilentSilentNight"5; E471|
Thousand spirits stray
N-"SilentSilentNight"6; E471|
That sweet joys betray
N-"SilentSilentNight"7; E471|
Why should joys be sweet
N-"SilentSilentNight"8; E471|
Used with deceit
N-"SilentSilentNight"9; E471|
Nor with sorrows meet
N-"SilentSilentNight"10; E471|
But an honest joy
N-"SilentSilentNight"11; E471|
Does itself destroy
N-"SilentSilentNight"12; E471|
For a harlot coy
N-title; E471|
To Nobodaddy t1140
N-ToNobodaddy1; E471|
Why art thou silent & invisible
N-ToNobodaddy2; E471|
Father of jealousy t1141
N-ToNobodaddy3; E471|
Why dost thou hide thyself in clouds
N-ToNobodaddy4; E471|
From every searching Eye
N-ToNobodaddy5; E471|
Why darkness & obscurity
N-ToNobodaddy6; E471|
In all thy words & laws
N-ToNobodaddy7; E471|
That none dare eat the fruit but from
N-ToNobodaddy8; E471|
The wily serpents jaws
N-ToNobodaddy9; E471|
Or is it because Secresy t1142
N-ToNobodaddy10; E471|
gains females loud applause t1143
N-"AreNotTheJoys"1; E471|
Are not the joys of morning sweeter
N-"AreNotTheJoys"2; E471|
Than the joys of night
N-"AreNotTheJoys"3; E471|
And are the vigrous joys of youth
N-"AreNotTheJoys"4; E471|
Ashamed of the light
N-"AreNotTheJoys"5; E471|
Let age & sickness silent rob
N-"AreNotTheJoys"6; E471|
The vineyards in the night
N-"AreNotTheJoys"7; E472|
But those who burn with vigrous youth
N-"AreNotTheJoys"8; E472|
Pluck fruits before the light
N-"HowCamePride"1; E472|
How came pride in Man
N-"HowCamePride"2; E472|
From Mary it began
N-"HowCamePride"3; E472|
How Contempt & Scorn
N-"HowCamePride"4; E472|
What a world is Man
N-"HowCamePride"5; E472|
His Earth
ED; E472|
[How to know Love from Deceit] t1145
N-"LoveToFaults"1; E472|
Love to faults is always blind
N-"LoveToFaults"2; E472|
Always is to joy inclind
N-"LoveToFaults"3; E472|
Lawless wingd & unconfind t1146
N-"LoveToFaults"4; E472|
And breaks all chains from every mind
N-"LoveToFaults"5; E472|
Deceit to secresy confind t1147
N-"LoveToFaults"6; E472|
Lawful cautious & refind t1148
N-"LoveToFaults"7; E472|
To every thing but interest blind t1149
N-"LoveToFaults"8; E472|
And forges fetters for the mind t1150
N-title; E472|
The wild flowers song t1151
N-TheWildFlowersSong1; E472|
As I wanderd the forest
N-TheWildFlowersSong2; E472|
The green leaves among
N-TheWildFlowersSong3; E472|
I heard a wild flower t1152
N-TheWildFlowersSong4; E472|
Singing a Song
N-TheWildFlowersSong5; E472|
I slept in the earth t1153
N-TheWildFlowersSong6; E472|
in the silent night
N-TheWildFlowersSong7; E472|
I murmurd my fears
N-TheWildFlowersSong8; E472|
And I felt delight
N-TheWildFlowersSong9; E472|
In the morning I went
N-TheWildFlowersSong10; E472|
As rosy as morn
N-TheWildFlowersSong11; E472|
To seek for new Joy
N-TheWildFlowersSong12; E472|
But I met with scorn
N-title; E473|
Soft Snow t1154
N-SoftSnow1; E473|
I walked abroad in a snowy day
N-SoftSnow2; E473|
I askd the soft snow with me to play
N-SoftSnow3; E473|
She playd & she melted in all her prime
N-SoftSnow4; E473|
And the winter calld it a dreadful crime t1155
ED; E473|
*
N-title; E473|
Merlins prophecy
N-MerlinsProphecy1; E473|
The harvest shall flourish in wintry Weather
N-MerlinsProphecy2; E473|
When two virginities meet together
N-MerlinsProphecy3; E473|
The King & the Priest must be tied in a tether
N-MerlinsProphecy4; E473|
Before two virgins can meet together
N-"WhyShouldICare"1; E473|
Why should I care for the men of thames
N-"WhyShouldICare"2; E473|
Or the cheating waves of charterd streams
N-"WhyShouldICare"3; E473|
Or shrink at the little blasts of fear
N-"WhyShouldICare"4; E473|
That the hireling blows into my ear
N-"WhyShouldICare"5; E473|
Tho born on the cheating banks of Thames
N-"WhyShouldICare"6; E473|
Tho his waters bathed my infant limbs
N-"WhyShouldICare"7; E473|
The Ohio shall wash his stains from me t1157
N-"WhyShouldICare"8; E473|
I was born a slave but I go to be free t1158
N-title; E473|
Day t1159
N-Day1; E473|
The Sun arises in the East t1160
N-Day2; E473|
Clothd in robes of blood & gold
N-Day3; E473|
Swords & spears & wrath increast
N-Day4; E473|
All around his bosom rolld t1161
N-Day5; E473|
Crownd with warlike fires & raging desires
N-"TheSwordSung"1; E473|
The sword sung on the barren heath
N-"TheSwordSung"2; E473|
The sickle in the fruitful field
N-"TheSwordSung"3; E473|
The sword he sung a song of death
N-"TheSwordSung"4; E473|
But could not make the sickle yield
N-"AbstinenceSows"1; E474|
Abstinence sows sand all over
N-"AbstinenceSows"2; E474|
The ruddy limbs & flaming hair t1162
N-"AbstinenceSows"3; E474|
But Desire Gratified
N-"AbstinenceSows"4; E474|
Plants fruits of life & beauty there
N-"InAwife"1; E474|
In a wife I would desire
N-"InAwife"2; E474|
What in whores is always found
N-"InAwife"3; E474|
The lineaments of Gratified desire
N-title; E474|
Lacedemonian Instruction
N-Lacedemonian1; E474|
Come hither my boy tell me what thou seest there
N-Lacedemonian2; E474|
A fool tangled in a religious snare
N-"AnOldMaid"1; E474|
An old maid early eer I knew
N-"AnOldMaid"2; E474|
Ought but the love that on me grew
N-"AnOldMaid"3; E474|
And now Im coverd oer & oer
N-"AnOldMaid"4; E474|
And wish that I had been a Whore
N-"AnOldMaid"5; E474|
O I cannot cannot find
N-"AnOldMaid"6; E474|
The undaunted courage of a Virgin Mind
N-"AnOldMaid"7; E474|
For Early I in love was crost
N-"AnOldMaid"8; E474|
Before my flower of love was lost
N-title; E474|
Several Questions Answerd t1164
N-SeveralQues1; E474|
He who binds to himself a joy
N-SeveralQues2; E474|
Doth the winged life destroy
N-SeveralQues3; E474|
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
N-SeveralQues4; E474|
Lives in Eternitys sun rise
N-SeveralQues5; E474| The
look of love alarms
N-SeveralQues6; E474|
Because tis filld with fire
N-SeveralQues7; E474|
But the look of soft deceit
N-SeveralQues8; E474|
Shall Win the lovers hire
N-SeveralQues9; E474| Soft
deceit & Idleness
N-SeveralQues10; E474|
These are Beautys sweetest dress t1165
N-SeveralQues11; E474|
What is it men in women do require t1166
N-SeveralQues12; E474|
The lineaments of Gratified Desire
N-SeveralQues13; E475|
What is it women do in men require t1167
N-SeveralQues14; E475|
The lineaments of Gratified Desire
N-SeveralQues15; E475| An
ancient Proverb
N-SeveralQues16; E475|
Remove away that blackning church
N-SeveralQues17; E475|
Remove away that marriage hearse
N-SeveralQues18; E475|
Remove away that________of blood t1168
N-SeveralQues19; E475|
Youll quite remove the ancient curse t1169
N-title; E475|
The Fairy t1170
N-TheFairy1; E475|
Come hither my sparrows
N-TheFairy2; E475|
My little arrows
N-TheFairy3; E475|
If a tear or a smile
N-TheFairy4; E475|
Will a man beguile
N-TheFairy5; E475|
If an amorous delay
N-TheFairy6; E475|
Clouds a sunshiny day
N-TheFairy7; E475|
If the step of a foot t1171
N-TheFairy8; E475|
Smites the heart to its root
N-TheFairy9; E475|
Tis the marriage ring
N-TheFairy10; E475|
Makes each fairy a king
N-TheFairy11; E475|
So a fairy sung
N-TheFairy12; E475|
From the leaves I sprung
N-TheFairy13; E475|
He leapd from the spray
N-TheFairy14; E475|
To flee away
N-TheFairy15; E475|
But in my hat caught t1172
N-TheFairy16; E475|
He soon shall be taught
N-TheFairy17; E475|
Let him laugh let him cry
N-TheFairy18; E475|
Hes my butterfly t1173
N-TheFairy19; E475|
For I've pulld out the Sting
N-TheFairy20; E475|
Of the marriage ring
N-title; E475|
The Kid
N-TheKid1; E475|
Thou little Kid didst play
N-TheKid2; E475|
&c t1174
N-"MySpectre"1; E475|
My Spectre around me night & day
N-"MySpectre"2; E475|
Like a Wild beast guards my way
N-"MySpectre"3; E475|
My Emanation far within t1176
N-"MySpectre"4; E475|
Weeps incessantly for my Sin
N-"MySpectre"5; E476|
A Fathomless & boundless deep
N-"MySpectre"6; E476|
There we wander there we weep
N-"MySpectre"7; E476|
On the hungry craving wind
N-"MySpectre"8; E476|
My Spectre follows thee behind
N-"MySpectre"9; E476|
He scents thy footsteps in the snow
N-"MySpectre"10; E476|
Wheresoever thou dost go
N-"MySpectre"11; E476|
Thro the wintry hail & rain
N-"MySpectre"12; E476|
When wilt thou return again
N-"MySpectre"13; E476|
Dost thou not in Pride & scorn t1177
N-"MySpectre"14; E476|
Fill with tempests all my morn
N-"MySpectre"15; E476|
And with jealousies & fears
N-"MySpectre"16; E476|
Fill my pleasant nights with tears
N-"MySpectre"17; E476|
Seven of my sweet loves thy knife
N-"MySpectre"18; E476|
Has bereaved of their life
N-"MySpectre"19; E476|
Their marble tombs I built with tears t1178
N-"MySpectre"20; E476|
And with cold & shuddering fears
N-"MySpectre"21; E476|
Seven more loves weep night & day
N-"MySpectre"22; E476|
Round the tombs where my loves lay
N-"MySpectre"23; E476|
And seven more loves attend each night
N-"MySpectre"24; E476|
Around my couch with torches bright
N-"MySpectre"25; E476|
And seven more Loves in my bed
N-"MySpectre"26; E476|
Crown with wine my mournful head t1179
N-"MySpectre"27; E476|
Pitying & forgiving all
N-"MySpectre"28; E476|
Thy transgressions great & small
N-"MySpectre"29; E476|
When wilt thou return & view
N-"MySpectre"30; E476|
My loves & them to life renew
N-"MySpectre"31; E476|
When wilt thou return & live
N-"MySpectre"32; E476|
When wilt thou pity as I forgive t1180
N-"MySpectre"33; E476|
Never Never I return t1181
N-"MySpectre"34; E476|
Still for Victory I burn
N-"MySpectre"35; E476|
Living thee alone Ill have
N-"MySpectre"36; E476|
And when dead Ill be thy Grave
N-"MySpectre"37; E476|
Thro the Heavn & Earth & Hell
N-"MySpectre"38; E476|
Thou shalt never never quell
N-"MySpectre"39; E476|
I will fly & thou pursue
N-"MySpectre"40; E476|
Night & Morn the flight renew
N-"MySpectre"41; E476|
Till I turn from Female Love t1182
N-"MySpectre"42; E476|
And root up the Infernal Grove t1183
N-"MySpectre"43; E476|
I shall never worthy be t1184
N-"MySpectre"44; E476|
To Step into Eternity
N-"MySpectre"45; E477|
And to end thy cruel mocks t1185
N-"MySpectre"46; E477|
Annihilate thee on the rocks t1186
N-"MySpectre"47; E477|
And another form create
N-"MySpectre"48; E477|
To be subservient to my Fate
N-"MySpectre"49; E477|
Let us agree to give up Love
N-"MySpectre"50; E477|
And root up the infernal grove
N-"MySpectre"51; E477|
Then shall we return & see
N-"MySpectre"52; E477|
The worlds of happy Eternity
N-"MySpectre"53; E477|
& Throughout all Eternity t1187
N-"MySpectre"54; E477|
I forgive you you forgive me
N-"MySpectre"55; E477|
As our dear Redeemer said
N-"MySpectre"56; E477|
This the Wine & this the Bread
ED; E477|
[Postscript]
N-[MySpectrePS]1; E477|
Oer my Sins Thou sit & moan t1188
N-[MySpectrePS]2; E477|
Hast thou no Sins of thy own t1189
N-[MySpectrePS]3; E477|
Oer my Sins thou sit & weep t1190
N-[MySpectrePS]4; E477|
And lull thy own Sins fast asleep t1191
N-[MySpectrePS]5; E477|
What Transgressions I commit
N-[MySpectrePS]6; E477|
Are for thy Transgressions fit
N-[MySpectrePS]7; E477|
They thy Harlots thou their Slave
N-[MySpectrePS]8; E477|
And my Bed becomes their Grave
N-[MySpectrePS]9; E477|
Poor pale pitiable form
N-[MySpectrePS]10; E477|
That I follow in a Storm
N-[MySpectrePS]11; E477|
Iron tears & groans of lead
N-[MySpectrePS]12; E477|
Bind around my akeing head
N-[MySpectrePS]13; E477|
And let us go to the highest downs
N-[MySpectrePS]14; E477|
With many pleasing wiles
N-[MySpectrePS]15; E477|
The Woman that does not love your Frowns
N-[MySpectrePS]16; E477|
Will never embrace your smiles
N-"MockOn"1; E477|
Mock on Mock on Voltaire Rousseau
N-"MockOn"2; E477|
Mock on Mock on! tis all in vain!
N-"MockOn"3; E477|
You throw the sand against the wind
N-"MockOn"4; E477|
And the wind blows it back again t1192
N-"MockOn"5; E477|
And every sand becomes a Gem
N-"MockOn"6; E477|
Reflected in the beams divine
N-"MockOn"7; E477|
Blown back they blind the mocking Eye t1193
N-"MockOn"8; E477|
But still in Israels paths they shine
N-"MockOn"9; E478|
The Atoms of Democritus
N-"MockOn"10; E478|
And Newtons Particles of light
N-"MockOn"11; E478|
Are sands upon the Red sea shore
N-"MockOn"12; E478|
Where Israels tents do shine so bright
ED; E478|
*
N-title; E478| Morning
N-Morning1; E478|
To find the western path
N-Morning2; E478|
Right thro the gates of Wrath
N-Morning3; E478|
I urge my way
N-Morning4; E478|
Sweet Mercy leads me on
N-Morning5; E478|
With soft repentant moan
N-Morning6; E478|
I see the break of day
N-Morning7; E478|
The war of swords & spears
N-Morning8; E478|
Melted by dewy tears
N-Morning9; E478|
Exhales on high
N-Morning10; E478|
The Sun is freed from fears
N-Morning11; E478|
And with soft grateful tears
N-Morning12; E478|
Ascends the sky
N-"TerrorIn"1; E478|
Terror in the house does roar
N-"TerrorIn"2; E478|
But Pity stands before the door
N-title; E478|
The Birds
N-TheBirds1; E478|
He. Where thou dwellest in what Grove
N-TheBirds2; E478|
Tell me Fair one tell me love
N-TheBirds3; E478|
Where thou thy charming Nest dost build
N-TheBirds4; E478|
O thou pride of every field
N-TheBirds5; E478|
She. Yonder stands a lonely tree
N-TheBirds6; E478|
There I live & mourn for thee
N-TheBirds7; E478|
Morning drinks my silent tear
N-TheBirds8; E478|
And evening winds my sorrows bear
N-TheBirds9; E478|
He. O thou Summers harmony
N-TheBirds10; E478|
I have livd & mournd for thee
N-TheBirds11; E478|
Each day I mourn along the wood
N-TheBirds12; E478|
And night hath heard my sorrows loud
N-TheBirds13; E478|
She. Dost thou truly long for me
N-TheBirds14; E478|
And am I thus sweet to thee
N-TheBirds15; E478|
Sorrow now is at an End
N-TheBirds16; E478|
O my Lover & my Friend
N-TheBirds17; E479|
He. Come on wings of joy well fly
N-TheBirds18; E479|
To where my Bower hangs on high
N-TheBirds19; E479|
Come & make thy calm retreat
N-TheBirds20; E479|
Among green leaves & blossoms sweet
N-"WhyWasCupid"1; E479|
Why was Cupid a Boy
N-"WhyWasCupid"2; E479|
And why a boy was he
N-"WhyWasCupid"3; E479|
He should have been a Girl
N-"WhyWasCupid"4; E479|
For ought that I can see
N-"WhyWasCupid"5; E479|
For he shoots with his bow
N-"WhyWasCupid"6; E479|
And the Girl shoots with her Eye
N-"WhyWasCupid"7; E479|
And they both are merry & glad
N-"WhyWasCupid"8; E479|
And laugh when we do cry
N-"WhyWasCupid"9; E479|
And to make Cupid a Boy t1194
N-"WhyWasCupid"10; E479|
Was the Cupid Girls mocking plan t1195
N-"WhyWasCupid"11; E479|
For a boy cant interpret the thing t1196
N-"WhyWasCupid"12; E479|
Till he is become a man
N-"WhyWasCupid"13; E479|
And then hes so piercd with care
N-"WhyWasCupid"14; E479|
And wounded with arrowy smarts
N-"WhyWasCupid"15; E479|
That the whole business of his life
N-"WhyWasCupid"16; E479|
Is to pick out the heads of the darts
N-"WhyWasCupid"17; E479|
Twas the Greeks love of war
N-"WhyWasCupid"18; E479|
Turnd Love into a Boy
N-"WhyWasCupid"19; E479|
And Woman into a Statue of Stone
N-"WhyWasCupid"20; E479|
And away fled every joy
N-"NowArtHasLost"1; E479|
Now Art has lost its mental Charms t1197
N-"NowArtHasLost"2; E479|
France shall subdue the World in Arms
N-"NowArtHasLost"3; E479|
So spoke an Angel at my birth
N-"NowArtHasLost"4; E479|
Then said Descend thou upon Earth
N-"NowArtHasLost"5; E479|
Renew the Arts on Britains Shore
N-"NowArtHasLost"6; E479|
And France shall fall down & adore
N-"NowArtHasLost"7; E479|
With works of Art their Armies meet
N-"NowArtHasLost"8; E479|
And War shall sink beneath thy feet t1198
N-"NowArtHasLost"9; E479|
But if thy Nation Arts refuse
N-"NowArtHasLost"10; E479|
And if they scorn the immortal Muse
N-"NowArtHasLost"11; E479|
France shall the arts of Peace restore
N-"NowArtHasLost"12; E479|
And save thee from the Ungrateful shore t1199
N-"NowArtHasLost"13; E479|
Spirit who lovst Brittannias Isle t1200
N-"NowArtHasLost"14; E479|
Round which the Fiends of Commerce smile t1201
ED; E479|
[unfinished]
ED; E480|
[Dedication to Blake's Illustrations to Blair's Grave, printed 1808]
title; E480|
TO THE QUEEN t1202
ToTheQueen1; E480|
The Door of Death is made of Gold,
ToTheQueen2; E480|
That Mortal Eyes cannot behold;
ToTheQueen3; E480|
But, when the Mortal Eyes are clos'd,
ToTheQueen4; E480|
And cold and pale the Limbs repos'd,
ToTheQueen5; E480|
The Soul awakes; and, wond'ring, sees
ToTheQueen6; E480|
In her mild Hand the golden Keys:
ToTheQueen7; E480|
The Grave is Heaven's golden Gate,
ToTheQueen8; E480|
And rich and poor around it wait;
ToTheQueen9; E480|
O Shepherdess of England's Fold,
ToTheQueen10; E480|
Behold this Gate of Pearl and Gold!
ToTheQueen11; E480|
To dedicate to England's Queen
ToTheQueen12; E480|
The Visions that my Soul has seen,
ToTheQueen13; E480|
And, by Her kind permission, bring
ToTheQueen14; E480|
What I have borne on solemn Wing,
ToTheQueen15; E480|
From the vast regions of the Grave,
ToTheQueen16; E480|
Before Her Throne my Wings I wave;
ToTheQueen17; E480|
Bowing before my Sov'reign's Feet,
ToTheQueen18; E480|
"The Grave produc'd these Blossoms sweet
ToTheQueen19; E480|
"In mild repose from Earthly strife;
ToTheQueen20; E480|
"The Blossoms of Eternal Life!"
ToTheQueen; E480|
WILLIAM BLAKE
ED; E480|
[From Blake's Notebook]
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"1; E480|
The Caverns of the Grave Ive seen t1203
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"2; E480|
And these I shewd to Englands Queen
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"3; E480|
But now the Caves of Hell I view t1204
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"4; E480|
Who shall I dare to shew them to
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"5; E480|
What mighty Soul in Beautys form t1205
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"6; E480|
Shall dauntless View the Infernal Storm t1206
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"7; E480|
Egremonts Countess can controll t1207
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"8; E480|
The flames of Hell that round me roll t1208
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"9; E480|
If she refuse I still go on
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"10; E480|
Till the Heavens & Earth are gone
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"11; E480|
Still admird by Noble minds t1209
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"12; E480|
Followd by Envy on the winds
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"13; E480|
Reengravd Time after Time
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"14; E480|
Ever in their Youthful prime
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"15; E480|
My Designs unchangd remain t1210
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"16; E480|
Time may rage but rage in vain
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"17; E480|
For above Times troubled Fountains
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"18; E481|
On the Great Atlantic Mountains
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"19; E481|
In my Golden House on high
N-"TheCavernsOfTheGrave"20; E481|
There they Shine Eternally
N-"I_roseUp"1; E481|
I rose up at the dawn of day
N-"I_roseUp"2; E481|
Get thee away get thee away
N-"I_roseUp"3; E481|
Prayst thou for Riches away away
N-"I_roseUp"4; E481|
This is the Throne of Mammon grey
N-"I_roseUp"5; E481|
Said I this sure is very odd
N-"I_roseUp"6; E481|
I took it to be the Throne of God
N-"I_roseUp"7; E481|
For every Thing besides I have
N-"I_roseUp"8; E481|
It is only for Riches that I can crave
N-"I_roseUp"9; E481|
I have Mental Joy & Mental Health
N-"I_roseUp"10; E481|
And Mental Friends & Mental wealth t1211
N-"I_roseUp"11; E481|
Ive a Wife I love & that loves me
N-"I_roseUp"12; E481|
Ive all But Riches Bodily
N-"I_roseUp"13; E481|
I am in Gods presence night & day t1212
N-"I_roseUp"14; E481|
And he never turns his face away
N-"I_roseUp"15; E481|
The accuser of sins by my side does stand
N-"I_roseUp"16; E481|
And he holds my money bag in his hand
N-"I_roseUp"17; E481|
For my worldly things God makes him pay t1213
N-"I_roseUp"18; E481|
And hed pay for more if to him I would pray
N-"I_roseUp"19; E481|
And so you may do the worst you can do
N-"I_roseUp"20; E481|
Be assurd Mr Devil I wont pray to you
N-"I_roseUp"21; E481|
Then If for Riches I must not Pray
N-"I_roseUp"22; E481|
God knows I little of Prayers need say
N-"I_roseUp"23; E481|
So as a Church is known by its Steeple t1214
N-"I_roseUp"24; E481|
If I pray it must be for other People t1215
N-"I_roseUp"25; E481|
He says if I do not worship him for a God
N-"I_roseUp"26; E481|
I shall eat coarser food & go worse shod
N-"I_roseUp"27; E481|
So as I dont value such things as these
N-"I_roseUp"28; E481|
You must do Mr Devil just as God please
ED; E481|
*
ED; E481|
[A Separate Manuscript]
"AFairySkipd"1; E481|
A fairy skipd upon my knee t1216
"AFairySkipd"2; E481|
Singing & dancing merrily
"AFairySkipd"3; E481|
I said Thou thing of patches rings
"AFairySkipd"4; E481|
Pins Necklaces & such like things
"AFairySkipd"5; E481|
Disguiser of the Female Form
"AFairySkipd"6; E481|
Thou paltry gilded poisnous worm
"AFairySkipd"7; E481|
Weeping he fell upon my thigh
"AFairySkipd"8; E482|
And thus in tears did soft reply
"AFairySkipd"9; E482|
Knowest thou not O Fairies Lord
"AFairySkipd"10; E482|
How much by us Contemnd Abhorrd
"AFairySkipd"11; E482|
Whatever hides the Female form
"AFairySkipd"12; E482|
That cannot bear the Mental storm
"AFairySkipd"13; E482|
Therefore in Pity still we give
"AFairySkipd"14; E482|
Our lives to make the Female live
"AFairySkipd"15; E482|
And what would turn into disease
"AFairySkipd"16; E482|
We turn to what will joy & please
ED; E482|
[With Blake's Illustrations to Gray's Poems]
"AroundTheSprings"1; E482|
Around the Springs of Gray my wild root weaves
"AroundTheSprings"2; E482|
Traveller repose & Dream among my leaves.
"AroundTheSprings"; E482|
--WILL. BLAKE
title; E482|
To Mrs Ann Flaxman t1217
ToMrsAnnFlaxman1; E482|
A little Flower grew in a lonely Vale
ToMrsAnnFlaxman2; E482|
Its form was lovely but its colours. pale
ToMrsAnnFlaxman3; E482|
One standing in the Porches of the Sun
ToMrsAnnFlaxman4; E482|
When his Meridian Glories were begun
ToMrsAnnFlaxman5; E482|
Leapd from the steps of fire & on the grass
ToMrsAnnFlaxman6; E482|
Alighted where this little flower was
ToMrsAnnFlaxman7; E482|
With hands divine he movd the gentle Sod
ToMrsAnnFlaxman8; E482|
And took the Flower up in its native Clod
ToMrsAnnFlaxman9; E482|
Then planting it upon a Mountains brow
ToMrsAnnFlaxman10; E482|
'Tis your own fault if you dont flourish now
ToMrsAnnFlaxman; E482|
WILLIAM BLAKE
ED; E482| [The Pickering
Manuscript] t1218
TheSmile1; E482|
There is a Smile of Love
TheSmile2; E482|
And there is a Smile of Deceit
TheSmile3; E482|
And there is a Smile of Smiles
TheSmile4; E482|
In which these two Smiles meet
TheSmile5; E482|
And there is a Frown of Hate
TheSmile6; E482|
And there is a Frown of Disdain
TheSmile7; E482|
And there is a Frown of Frowns
TheSmile8; E482|
Which you strive to forget in vain
ED; E482|
*
TheSmile9; E483|
For it sticks in the Hearts deep Core
TheSmile10; E483|
And it sticks in the deep Back bone
TheSmile11; E483|
And no Smile that ever was smild
TheSmile12; E483|
But only one Smile alone
TheSmile13; E483|
That betwixt the Cradle & Grave
TheSmile14; E483|
It only once Smild can be
TheSmile15; E483|
But when it once is Smild
TheSmile16; E483|
Theres an end to all Misery
title; E483|
The Golden Net t1219
TheGoldenNet1; E483|
Three Virgins at the break of day <t1220
TheGoldenNet2; E483|
Whither young Man whither away
TheGoldenNet3; E483|
Alas for woe! alas for woe! t1221
TheGoldenNet4; E483|
They cry & tears for ever flow
TheGoldenNet5; E483|
The one was Clothd in flames of fire t1222
TheGoldenNet6; E483|
The other Clothd in iron wire t1223
TheGoldenNet7; E483|
The other Clothd in tears & sighs t1224
TheGoldenNet8; E483|
Dazling bright before my Eyes
TheGoldenNet9; E483|
They bore a Net of Golden twine
TheGoldenNet10; E483|
To hang upon the Branches fine
TheGoldenNet11; E483|
Pitying I wept to see the woe t1225
TheGoldenNet12; E483|
That Love & Beauty undergo
TheGoldenNet13; E483|
To be consumd in burning Fires
TheGoldenNet14; E483|
And in ungratified Desires
TheGoldenNet15; E483|
And in tears clothd Night & day
TheGoldenNet16; E483|
Melted all my Soul away
TheGoldenNet17; E483|
When they saw my Tears a Smile
TheGoldenNet18; E483|
That did Heaven itself beguile
TheGoldenNet19; E483|
Bore the Golden Net aloft
TheGoldenNet20; E483|
As on downy Pinions soft t1226
TheGoldenNet21; E483|
Over the Morning of my Day t1227
TheGoldenNet22; E483|
Underneath the Net I stray
TheGoldenNet23; E483|
Now intreating Burning Fire t1228
TheGoldenNet24; E483|
Now intreating Iron Wire t1229
TheGoldenNet25; E483|
Now intreating Tears & Sighs
TheGoldenNet26; E483|
O when will the morning rise t1230
title; E483|
The Mental Traveller t1231
MentalTraveller1; E483|
I traveld thro' a Land of Men
MentalTraveller2; E483|
A Land of Men & Women too
MentalTraveller3; E483|
And heard & saw such dreadful things
MentalTraveller4; E483|
As cold Earth wanderers never knew
MentalTraveller5; E483|
For there the Babe is born in joy
MentalTraveller6; E483|
That was begotten in dire woe
MentalTraveller7; E484|
Just as we Reap in joy the fruit
MentalTraveller8; E484|
Which we in bitter tears did sow
MentalTraveller9; E484|
And if the Babe is born a Boy
MentalTraveller10; E484|
He's given to a Woman Old
MentalTraveller11; E484|
Who nails him down upon a rock
MentalTraveller12; E484|
Catches his Shrieks in Cups of gold
MentalTraveller13; E484|
She binds iron thorns around his head
MentalTraveller14; E484|
She pierces both his hands & feet
MentalTraveller15; E484|
She cuts his heart out at his side
MentalTraveller16; E484|
To make it feel both cold & heat
MentalTraveller17; E484|
Her fingers number every Nerve
MentalTraveller18; E484|
just as a Miser counts his gold
MentalTraveller19; E484|
She lives upon his shrieks & cries
MentalTraveller20; E484|
And She grows young as he grows old
MentalTraveller21; E484|
Till he becomes a bleeding youth
MentalTraveller22; E484|
And she becomes a Virgin bright
MentalTraveller23; E484|
Then he rends up his Manacles
MentalTraveller24; E484|
And binds her down for his delight
MentalTraveller25; E484|
He plants himself in all her Nerves
MentalTraveller26; E484|
Just as a Husbandman his mould
MentalTraveller27; E484|
And She becomes his dwelling place
MentalTraveller28; E484|
And Garden fruitful Seventy fold
MentalTraveller29; E484|
An aged Shadow soon he fades
MentalTraveller30; E484|
Wandring round an Earthly Cot
MentalTraveller31; E484|
Full filled all with gems & gold
MentalTraveller32; E484|
Which he by industry had got
MentalTraveller33; E484|
And these are the gems of the Human Soul
MentalTraveller34; E484|
The rubies & pearls of a lovesick eye
MentalTraveller35; E484|
The countless gold of the akeing heart
MentalTraveller36; E484|
The martyrs groan & the lovers sigh
MentalTraveller37; E484|
They are his meat they are his drink
MentalTraveller38; E484|
He feeds the Beggar & the Poor
MentalTraveller39; E484|
And the way faring Traveller
MentalTraveller40; E484|
For ever open is his door
MentalTraveller41; E484|
His grief is their eternal joy
MentalTraveller42; E484|
They make the roofs & walls to ring
MentalTraveller43; E484|
Till from the fire on the hearth
MentalTraveller44; E484|
A little Female Babe does spring
MentalTraveller45; E484|
And she is all of solid fire
MentalTraveller46; E484|
And gems & gold that none his hand
MentalTraveller47; E485|
Dares stretch to touch her Baby form
MentalTraveller48; E485|
Or wrap her in his swaddling-band
MentalTraveller49; E485|
But She comes to the Man she loves
MentalTraveller50; E485|
If young or old or rich or poor
MentalTraveller51; E485|
They soon drive out the aged Host
MentalTraveller52; E485|
A Begger at anothers door
MentalTraveller53; E485|
He wanders weeping far away
MentalTraveller54; E485|
Untill some other take him in
MentalTraveller55; E485|
Oft blind & age-bent sore distrest
MentalTraveller56; E485|
Untill he can a Maiden win
MentalTraveller57; E485|
And to Allay his freezing Age
MentalTraveller58; E485|
The Poor Man takes her in his arms
MentalTraveller59; E485|
The Cottage fades before his Sight
MentalTraveller60; E485|
The Garden & its lovely Charms
MentalTraveller61; E485|
The Guests are scatterd thro' the land
MentalTraveller62; E485|
For the Eye altering alters all
MentalTraveller63; E485|
The Senses roll themselves in fear
MentalTraveller64; E485|
And the flat Earth becomes a Ball
MentalTraveller65; E485|
The Stars Sun Moon all shrink away
MentalTraveller66; E485|
A desart vast without a bound
MentalTraveller67; E485|
And nothing left to eat or drink
MentalTraveller68; E485|
And a dark desart all around
MentalTraveller69; E485|
The honey of her Infant lips
MentalTraveller70; E485|
The bread & wine of her sweet smile
MentalTraveller71; E485|
The wild game of her roving Eye
MentalTraveller72; E485|
Does him to Infancy beguile
MentalTraveller73; E485|
For as he eats & drinks he grows
MentalTraveller74; E485|
Younger & younger every day
MentalTraveller75; E485|
And on the desart wild they both
MentalTraveller76; E485|
Wander in terror & dismay
MentalTraveller77; E485|
Like the wild Stag she flees away
MentalTraveller78; E485|
Her fear plants many a thicket wild
MentalTraveller79; E485|
While he pursues her night & day
MentalTraveller80; E485|
By various arts of Love beguild
MentalTraveller81; E485|
By various arts of Love & Hate
MentalTraveller82; E485|
Till the wide desart planted oer
MentalTraveller83; E485|
With Labyrinths of wayward Love
MentalTraveller84; E485|
Where roams the Lion Wolf & Boar t1232
MentalTraveller85; E485|
Till he becomes a wayward Babe t1233
MentalTraveller86; E485|
And she a weeping Woman Old t1234
MentalTraveller87; E486|
Then many a Lover wanders here
MentalTraveller88; E486|
The Sun & Stars are nearer rolld
MentalTraveller89; E486|
The trees bring forth sweet Extacy
MentalTraveller90; E486|
To all who in the desart roam
MentalTraveller91; E486|
Till many a City there is Built
MentalTraveller92; E486|
And many a pleasant Shepherds home
MentalTraveller93; E486|
But when they find the frowning Babe
MentalTraveller94; E486|
Terror strikes thro the region wide
MentalTraveller95; E486|
They cry the Babe the Babe is Born
MentalTraveller96; E486|
And flee away on Every side t1235
MentalTraveller97; E486|
For who dare touch the frowning form
MentalTraveller98; E486|
His arm is witherd to its root
MentalTraveller99; E486|
Lions Boars Wolves all howling flee
MentalTraveller100; E486|
And every Tree does shed its fruit
MentalTraveller101; E486|
And none can touch that frowning form
MentalTraveller102; E486|
Except it be a Woman Old
MentalTraveller103; E486|
She nails him down upon the Rock
MentalTraveller104; E486|
And all is done as I have told
title; E486|
The Land of Dreams
TheLandOfDreams1; E486|
Awake awake my little Boy
TheLandOfDreams2; E486|
Thou wast thy Mothers only joy
TheLandOfDreams3; E486|
Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep
TheLandOfDreams4; E486|
Awake thy Father does thee keep
TheLandOfDreams5; E486|
O what Land is the Land of Dreams
TheLandOfDreams6; E486|
What are its Mountains & what are its Streams
TheLandOfDreams7; E486|
O Father I saw my Mother there
TheLandOfDreams8; E486|
Among the Lillies by waters fair
TheLandOfDreams9; E486|
Among the Lambs clothed in white
TheLandOfDreams10; E486|
She walkd with her Thomas in sweet delight
TheLandOfDreams11; E486|
I wept for joy like a dove I mourn
TheLandOfDreams12; E486|
O when shall I again return
TheLandOfDreams13; E486|
Dear Child I also by pleasant Streams
TheLandOfDreams14; E486|
Have wanderd all Night in the Land of Dreams
TheLandOfDreams15; E486|
But tho calm & warm the Waters wide
TheLandOfDreams16; E486|
1 could not get to the other side
TheLandOfDreams17; E486|
Father O Father what do we here
TheLandOfDreams18; E486|
In this Land of unbelief & fear
TheLandOfDreams19; E487|
The Land of Dreams is better far
TheLandOfDreams20; E487|
Above the light of the Morning Star
title; E487|
Mary t1236
Mary1; E487|
Sweet Mary the first time she ever was there
Mary2; E487|
Came into the Ball room among the Fair
Mary3; E487|
The young Men & Maidens around her throng
Mary4; E487|
And these are the words upon every tongue
Mary5; E487|
An Angel is here from the heavenly Climes
Mary6; E487|
Or again does return the Golden times t1237
Mary7; E487|
Her eyes outshine every brilliant ray
Mary8; E487|
She opens her lips tis the Month of May
Mary9; E487|
Mary moves in soft beauty & conscious delight
Mary10; E487|
To augment with sweet smiles all the joys of the Night
Mary11; E487|
Nor once blushes to own to the rest of the Fair
Mary12; E487|
That sweet Love & Beauty are worthy our care
Mary13; E487|
In the Morning the Villagers rose with delight
Mary14; E487|
And repeated with pleasure the joys of the night
Mary15; E487|
And Mary arose among Friends to be free
Mary16; E487|
But no Friend from henceforward thou Mary shalt see
Mary17; E487|
Some said she was proud some calld her a whore
Mary18; E487|
And some when she passed by shut to the door
Mary19; E487|
A damp cold came oer her her blushes all fled
Mary20; E487|
Her lillies & roses are blighted & shed
Mary21; E487|
O why was I born with a different Face
Mary22; E487|
Why was I not born like this Envious Race t1238
Mary23; E487|
Why did Heaven adorn me with bountiful hand
Mary24; E487|
And then set me down in an envious Land
Mary25; E487|
To be weak as a Lamb & smooth as a Dove
Mary26; E487|
And not to raise Envy is calld Christian Love
Mary27; E487|
But if you raise Envy your Merits to blame
Mary28; E487|
For planting such spite in the weak & the tame
Mary29; E487|
I will humble my Beauty I will not dress fine
Mary30; E487|
I will keep from the Ball & my Eyes shall not shine
Mary31; E487|
And if any Girls Lover forsakes her for me
Mary32; E487|
I'll refuse him my hand & from Envy be free t1239
Mary33; E487|
She went out in Morning attird plain & neat
Mary34; E487|
Proud Marys gone Mad said the Child in the Street
Mary35; E488|
She went out in Morning in plain neat attire
Mary36; E488|
And came home in Evening bespatterd with mire
Mary37; E488|
She trembled & wept sitting on the Bed side
Mary38; E488|
She forgot it was Night & she trembled & cried
Mary39; E488|
She forgot it was Night she forgot it was Morn
Mary40; E488|
Her soft Memory imprinted with Faces of Scorn
Mary41; E488|
With Faces of Scorn & with Eyes of disdain
Mary42; E488|
Like foul Fiends inhabiting Marys mild Brain
Mary43; E488|
She remembers no Face like the Human Divine
Mary44; E488|
All Faces have Envy sweet Mary but thine
Mary45; E488|
And thine is a Face of sweet Love in Despair
Mary46; E488|
And thine is a Face of mild sorrow & care
Mary47; E488|
And thine is a Face of wild terror & fear
Mary48; E488|
That shall never be quiet till laid on its bier
title; E488|
The Crystal Cabinet
CrystalCabinet1; E488|
The Maiden caught me in the Wild
CrystalCabinet2; E488|
Where I was dancing merrily
CrystalCabinet3; E488|
She put me into her Cabinet
CrystalCabinet4; E488|
And Lockd me up with a golden Key
CrystalCabinet5; E488|
This Cabinet is formd of Gold
CrystalCabinet6; E488|
And Pearl & Crystal shining bright
CrystalCabinet7; E488|
And within it opens into a World
CrystalCabinet8; E488|
And a little lovely Moony Night t1240
CrystalCabinet9; E488|
Another England there I saw
CrystalCabinet10; E488|
Another London with its Tower
CrystalCabinet11; E488|
Another Thames & other Hills
CrystalCabinet12; E488|
And another pleasant Surrey Bower
CrystalCabinet13; E488|
Another Maiden like herself
CrystalCabinet14; E488|
Translucent lovely shining clear
CrystalCabinet15; E488|
Threefold each in the other closd
CrystalCabinet16; E488|
O what a pleasant trembling fear
CrystalCabinet17; E488|
O what a smile a threefold Smile
CrystalCabinet18; E488|
Filld me that like a flame I burnd
CrystalCabinet19; E488|
I bent to Kiss the lovely Maid
CrystalCabinet20; E488|
And found a Threefold Kiss returnd
CrystalCabinet21; E488|
I strove to sieze the inmost Form
CrystalCabinet22; E488|
With ardor fierce & hands of flame
CrystalCabinet23; E489|
But burst the Crystal Cabinet
CrystalCabinet24; E489|
And like a Weeping Babe became
CrystalCabinet25; E489|
A weeping Babe upon the wild
CrystalCabinet26; E489|
And Weeping Woman pale reclind
CrystalCabinet27; E489|
And in the outward air again
CrystalCabinet28; E489|
I filld with woes the passing Wind
title; E489|
The Grey Monk t1241
TheGreyMonk1; E489|
I die I die the Mother said
TheGreyMonk2; E489|
My Children die for lack of Bread t1242
TheGreyMonk3; E489|
What more has the merciless Tyrant said
TheGreyMonk4; E489|
The Monk sat down on the Stony Bed t1243
TheGreyMonk5; E489|
The blood red ran from the Grey Monks side
TheGreyMonk6; E489|
His hands & feet were wounded wide
TheGreyMonk7; E489|
His Body bent his arms & knees
TheGreyMonk8; E489|
Like to the roots of ancient trees
TheGreyMonk9; E489|
His eye was dry no tear could flow
TheGreyMonk10; E489|
A hollow groan first spoke his woe
TheGreyMonk11; E489|
He trembled & shudderd upon the Bed t1244
TheGreyMonk12; E489|
At length with a feeble cry he said
TheGreyMonk13; E489|
When God commanded this hand to write t1245
TheGreyMonk14; E489|
In the studious hours of deep midnight
TheGreyMonk15; E489|
He told me the writing I wrote should prove t1246
TheGreyMonk16; E489|
The Bane of all that on Earth I lovd t1247
TheGreyMonk17; E489|
My Brother starvd between two Walls
TheGreyMonk18; E489|
His Childrens Cry my Soul appalls
TheGreyMonk19; E489|
I mockd at the wrack & griding chain t1248
TheGreyMonk20; E489|
My bent body mocks their torturing pain t1249
TheGreyMonk21; E489|
Thy Father drew his sword in the North
TheGreyMonk22; E489|
With his thousands strong he marched forth t1250
TheGreyMonk23; E489|
Thy Brother has armd himself in Steel t1251
TheGreyMonk24; E489|
To avenge the wrongs thy Children feel t1252
TheGreyMonk25; E489|
But vain the Sword & vain the Bow
TheGreyMonk26; E489|
They never can work Wars overthrow
TheGreyMonk27; E489|
The Hermits Prayer & the Widows tear
TheGreyMonk28; E489|
Alone can free the World from fear
TheGreyMonk29; E489|
For a Tear is an Intellectual Thing t1253
TheGreyMonk30; E489|
And a Sigh is the Sword of an Angel King
TheGreyMonk31; E490|
And the bitter groan of the Martyrs woe t1254
TheGreyMonk32; E490|
Is an Arrow from the Almighties Bow
TheGreyMonk33; E490|
The hand of Vengeance found the Bed t1255
TheGreyMonk34; E490|
To which the Purple Tyrant fled
TheGreyMonk35; E490|
The iron hand crushd the Tyrants head
TheGreyMonk36; E490|
And became a Tyrant in his stead t1256
title; E490|
Auguries of Innocence t1257
AuguriesOfInno.1; E490|
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
AuguriesOfInno.2; E490|
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
AuguriesOfInno.3; E490|
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
AuguriesOfInno.4; E490|
And Eternity in an hour
AuguriesOfInno.5; E490|
A Robin Red breast in a Cage
AuguriesOfInno.6; E490|
Puts all Heaven in a Rage
AuguriesOfInno.7; E490|
A Dove house filld with doves & Pigeons
AuguriesOfInno.8; E490|
Shudders Hell thro all its regions
AuguriesOfInno.9; E490|
A dog starvd at his Masters Gate
AuguriesOfInno.10; E490|
Predicts the ruin of the State
AuguriesOfInno.11; E490|
A Horse misusd upon the Road
AuguriesOfInno.12; E490|
Calls to Heaven for Human blood
AuguriesOfInno.13; E490|
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
AuguriesOfInno.14; E490|
A fibre from the Brain does tear
AuguriesOfInno.15; E490|
A Skylark wounded in the wing
AuguriesOfInno.16; E490|
A Cherubim does cease to sing
AuguriesOfInno.17; E490|
The Game Cock clipd & armd for fight
AuguriesOfInno.18; E490|
Does the Rising Sun affright
AuguriesOfInno.19; E490|
Every Wolfs & Lions howl
AuguriesOfInno.20; E490|
Raises from Hell a Human Soul
AuguriesOfInno.21; E490|
The wild deer wandring here & there
AuguriesOfInno.22; E490|
Keeps the Human Soul from Care
AuguriesOfInno.23; E490|
The Lamb misusd breeds Public strife
AuguriesOfInno.24; E490|
And yet forgives the Butchers Knife
AuguriesOfInno.25; E490|
The Bat that flits at close of Eve
AuguriesOfInno.26; E490|
Has left the Brain that wont Believe
AuguriesOfInno.27; E490|
The Owl that calls upon the Night
AuguriesOfInno.28; E490|
Speaks the Unbelievers fright
AuguriesOfInno.29; E490|
He who shall hurt the little Wren
AuguriesOfInno.30; E490|
Shall never be belovd by Men
AuguriesOfInno.31; E490|
He who the Ox to wrath has movd
AuguriesOfInno.32; E490|
Shall never be by Woman lovd
AuguriesOfInno.33; E490|
The wanton Boy that kills the Fly
AuguriesOfInno.34; E490|
Shall feel the Spiders enmity
AuguriesOfInno.35; E491|
He who torments the Chafers sprite
AuguriesOfInno.36; E491|
Weaves a Bower in endless Night
AuguriesOfInno.37; E491|
The Catterpiller on the Leaf
AuguriesOfInno.38; E491|
Repeats to thee thy Mothers grief
AuguriesOfInno.39; E491|
Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly
AuguriesOfInno.40; E491|
For the Last judgment draweth nigh
AuguriesOfInno.41; E491|
He who shall train the Horse to War
AuguriesOfInno.42; E491|
Shall never pass the Polar Bar
AuguriesOfInno.43; E491|
The Beggers Dog & Widows Cat
AuguriesOfInno.44; E491|
Feed them & thou wilt grow fat
AuguriesOfInno.45; E491|
The Gnat that sings his Summers song
AuguriesOfInno.46; E491|
Poison gets from Slanders tongue
AuguriesOfInno.47; E491|
The poison of the Snake & Newt
AuguriesOfInno.48; E491|
Is the sweat of Envys Foot
AuguriesOfInno.49; E491|
The Poison of the Honey Bee
AuguriesOfInno.50; E491|
Is the Artists jealousy
AuguriesOfInno.51; E491|
The Princes Robes & Beggars Rags
AuguriesOfInno.52; E491|
Are Toadstools on the Misers Bags t1258
AuguriesOfInno.53; E491|
A truth thats told with bad intent
AuguriesOfInno.54; E491|
Beats all the Lies you can invent
AuguriesOfInno.55; E491|
It is right it should be so
AuguriesOfInno.56; E491|
Man was made for Joy & Woe
AuguriesOfInno.57; E491|
And when this we rightly know
AuguriesOfInno.58; E491|
Thro the World we safely go
AuguriesOfInno.59; E491|
Joy & Woe are woven fine
AuguriesOfInno.60; E491|
A Clothing for the soul divine
AuguriesOfInno.61; E491|
Under every grief & pine
AuguriesOfInno.62; E491|
Runs a joy with silken twine
AuguriesOfInno.63; E491|
The Babe is more than swadling Bands
AuguriesOfInno.64; E491|
Throughout all these Human Lands
AuguriesOfInno.65; E491|
Tools were made & Born were hands
AuguriesOfInno.66; E491|
Every Farmer Understands
AuguriesOfInno.67; E491|
Every Tear from Every Eye
AuguriesOfInno.68; E491|
Becomes a Babe in Eternity
AuguriesOfInno.69; E491|
This is caught by Females bright
AuguriesOfInno.70; E491|
And returnd to its own delight
AuguriesOfInno.71; E491|
The Bleat the Bark Bellow & Roar
AuguriesOfInno.72; E491|
Are Waves that Beat on Heavens Shore
AuguriesOfInno.73; E491|
The Babe that weeps the Rod beneath
AuguriesOfInno.74; E491|
Writes Revenge in realms of death
AuguriesOfInno.75; E491|
The Beggars Rags fluttering in Air
AuguriesOfInno.76; E491|
Does to Rags the Heavens tear
AuguriesOfInno.77; E491|
The Soldier armd with Sword & Gun
AuguriesOfInno.78; E491|
Palsied strikes the Summers Sun
AuguriesOfInno.79; E491|
The poor Mans Farthing is worth more
AuguriesOfInno.80; E491|
Than all the Gold on Africs Shore.
AuguriesOfInno.81; E492|
One Mite wrung from the Labrers hands
AuguriesOfInno.82; E492|
Shall buy & sell the Misers Lands
AuguriesOfInno.83; E492|
Or if protected from on high
AuguriesOfInno.84; E492|
Does that whole Nation sell & buy
AuguriesOfInno.85; E492|
He who mocks the Infants Faith
AuguriesOfInno.86; E492|
Shall be mock'd in Age & Death
AuguriesOfInno.87; E492|
He who shall teach the Child to Doubt
AuguriesOfInno.88; E492|
The rotting Grave shall neer get out
AuguriesOfInno.89; E492|
He who respects the Infants faith
AuguriesOfInno.90; E492|
Triumphs over Hell & Death
AuguriesOfInno.91; E492|
The Childs Toys & the Old Mans Reasons
AuguriesOfInno.92; E492|
Are the Fruits of the Two seasons
AuguriesOfInno.93; E492|
The Questioner who sits so sly
AuguriesOfInno.94; E492|
Shall never know how to Reply
AuguriesOfInno.95; E492|
He who replies to words of Doubt
AuguriesOfInno.96; E492|
Doth put the Light of Knowledge out
AuguriesOfInno.97; E492|
The Strongest Poison ever known
AuguriesOfInno.98; E492|
Came from Caesars Laurel Crown
AuguriesOfInno.99; E492|
Nought can Deform the Human Race
AuguriesOfInno.100; E492|
Like to the Armours iron brace
AuguriesOfInno.101; E492|
When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow
AuguriesOfInno.102; E492|
To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow
AuguriesOfInno.103; E492|
A Riddle or the Crickets Cry
AuguriesOfInno.104; E492|
Is to Doubt a fit Reply
AuguriesOfInno.105; E492|
The Emmets Inch & Eagles Mile
AuguriesOfInno.106; E492|
Make Lame Philosophy to smile
AuguriesOfInno.107; E492|
He who Doubts from what he sees
AuguriesOfInno.108; E492|
Will neer Believe do what you Please
AuguriesOfInno.109; E492|
If the Sun & Moon should Doubt
AuguriesOfInno.110; E492|
Theyd immediately Go out
AuguriesOfInno.111; E492|
To be in a Passion you Good may Do
AuguriesOfInno.112; E492|
But no Good if a Passion is in you
AuguriesOfInno.113; E492|
The Whore & Gambler by the State
AuguriesOfInno.114; E492|
Licencd build that Nations Fate
AuguriesOfInno.115; E492|
The Harlots cry from Street to Street
AuguriesOfInno.116; E492|
Shall weave Old Englands winding Sheet
AuguriesOfInno.117; E492|
The Winners Shout the Losers Curse
AuguriesOfInno.118; E492|
Dance before dead Englands Hearse
AuguriesOfInno.119; E492|
Every Night & every Morn
AuguriesOfInno.120; E492|
Some to Misery are Born
AuguriesOfInno.121; E492|
Every Morn & every Night
AuguriesOfInno.122; E492|
Some are Born to sweet delight
AuguriesOfInno.123; E492|
Some are Born to sweet delight
AuguriesOfInno.124; E492|
Some are Born to Endless Night
AuguriesOfInno.125; E492|
We are led to Believe a Lie
AuguriesOfInno.126; E492|
When we see not Thro the Eye t1259
AuguriesOfInno.127; E493|
Which was Born in a Night to perish in a Night
AuguriesOfInno.128; E493|
When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light
AuguriesOfInno.129; E493|
God Appears & God is Light
AuguriesOfInno.130; E493|
To those poor Souls who dwell in Night
AuguriesOfInno.131; E493|
But does a Human Form Display
AuguriesOfInno.132; E493|
To those who Dwell in Realms of day
ED; E494|
[An Editorial Arrangement of Auguries of Innocence omitted]
ED; E495|
[An Editorial Arrangement of Auguries of Innocence omitted]
title; E496|
Long John Brown & Little Mary Bell t1260
LongJohnBrown1; E496|
Little Mary Bell had a Fairy in a Nut
LongJohnBrown2; E496|
Long John Brown had the Devil in his Gut
LongJohnBrown3; E496|
Long John Brown lovd Little Mary Bell
LongJohnBrown4; E496|
And the Fairy drew the Devil into the Nut-shell
LongJohnBrown5; E496|
Her Fairy skipd out & her Fairy skipd in
LongJohnBrown6; E496|
He laughd at the Devil saying Love is a Sin
LongJohnBrown7; E496|
The devil he raged & the Devil he was wroth
LongJohnBrown8; E496|
And the devil enterd into the Young Mans broth
LongJohnBrown9; E496|
He was soon in the Gut of the loving Young Swain
LongJohnBrown10; E496|
For John eat & drank to drive away Loves pain
LongJohnBrown11; E496|
But all he could do he grew thinner & thinner
LongJohnBrown12; E496|
Tho he eat & drank as much as ten Men for his dinner
LongJohnBrown13; E496|
Some said he had a Wolf in his stomach day & night
LongJohnBrown14; E496|
Some said he had the Devil & they guessd right
LongJohnBrown15; E496|
The fairy skipd about in his glory Joy & Pride
LongJohnBrown16; E496|
And he laughd at the Devil till poor John Brown died
LongJohnBrown17; E496|
Then the Fairy skipd out of the old Nut shell
LongJohnBrown18; E496|
And woe & alack for Pretty Mary Bell
LongJohnBrown19; E496|
For the Devil crept in when The Fairy skipd out
LongJohnBrown20; E496|
And there goes Miss Bell with her fusty old Nut
title; E496|
William Bond
WilliamBond1; E496|
I wonder whether the Girls are mad
WilliamBond2; E496|
And I wonder whether they mean to kill
WilliamBond3; E496|
And I wonder if William Bond will die
WilliamBond4; E496|
For assuredly he is very ill
WilliamBond5; E496|
He went to Church in a May morning
WilliamBond6; E496|
Attended by Fairies one two & three
WilliamBond7; E497|
But the Angels Of Providence drove them away
WilliamBond8; E497|
And he returnd home in Misery
WilliamBond9; E497|
He went not out to the Field nor Fold
WilliamBond10; E497|
He went not out to the Village nor Town
WilliamBond11; E497|
But he came home in a black black cloud
WilliamBond12; E497|
And took to his Bed & there lay down
WilliamBond13; E497|
And an Angel of Providence at his Feet
WilliamBond14; E497|
And an Angel of Providence at his Head
WilliamBond15; E497|
And in the midst a Black Black Cloud
WilliamBond16; E497|
And in the midst the Sick Man on his Bed
WilliamBond17; E497|
And on his Right hand was Mary Green
WilliamBond18; E497|
And on his Left hand was his Sister Jane
WilliamBond19; E497|
And their tears fell thro the black black Cloud
WilliamBond20; E497|
To drive away the sick mans pain
WilliamBond21; E497|
O William if thou dost another Love t1261
WilliamBond22; E497|
Dost another Love better than poor Mary
WilliamBond23; E497|
Go & take that other to be thy Wife
WilliamBond24; E497|
And Mary Green shall her Servant be
WilliamBond25; E497|
Yes Mary I do another Love
WilliamBond26; E497|
Another I Love far better than thee
WilliamBond27; E497|
And Another I will have for my Wife
WilliamBond28; E497|
Then what have I to do with thee
WilliamBond29; E497|
For thou art Melancholy Pale
WilliamBond30; E497|
And on thy Head is the cold Moons shine
WilliamBond31; E497|
But she is ruddy & bright as day
WilliamBond32; E497|
And the sun beams dazzle from her eyne
WilliamBond33; E497|
Mary trembled & Mary chilld
WilliamBond34; E497|
And Mary fell down on the right hand floor
WilliamBond35; E497|
That William Bond & his Sister Jane
WilliamBond36; E497|
Scarce could recover Mary more
WilliamBond37; E497|
When Mary woke & found her Laid
WilliamBond38; E497|
On the Right hand of her William dear
WilliamBond39; E497|
On the Right hand of his loved Bed
WilliamBond40; E497|
And saw her William Bond so near
WilliamBond41; E497|
The Fairies that fled from William Bond
WilliamBond42; E497|
Danced around her Shining Head
WilliamBond43; E497|
They danced over the Pillow white
WilliamBond44; E497|
And the Angels of Providence left the Bed
WilliamBond45; E497|
I thought Love livd in the hot sun Shine
WilliamBond46; E497|
But O he lives in the Moony light
WilliamBond47; E498|
I thought to find Love in the heat of day
WilliamBond48; E498|
But sweet Love is the Comforter of Night
WilliamBond49; E498|
Seek Love in the Pity of others Woe
WilliamBond50; E498|
In the gentle relief of anothers care
WilliamBond51; E498|
In the darkness of night & the winters snow
WilliamBond52; E498|
In the naked & outcast Seek Love there
ED; E498|
[Mrs Blake's record] t1262
title; E498|
Mr Blake's Nursery Rhyme
B'sNurseryRhyme1; E498|
The sow came in with the saddle,
B'sNurseryRhyme2; E498|
The little pig rocked the cradle,
B'sNurseryRhyme3; E498|
The dish jumped o' top of the table
B'sNurseryRhyme4; E498|
To see the brass pot swallow the ladle.
B'sNurseryRhyme5; E498|
The old pot behind the door
B'sNurseryRhyme6; E498|
Called the kettle a blackamoor.
B'sNurseryRhyme7; E498|
'Odd bobbs' said the gridiron, 'can't you agree?
B'sNurseryRhyme8; E498|
I'm the head constable, bring them to me.'