![]() Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive): by William Blake (1757 - 1827), "The shepherd", appears in Songs of Innocence and Experience, in Songs of Innocence, no.This is another of the poems that Wordsworth copied into his commonplace book.About the headline (FAQ) View original text (without footnotes) 1 Cooke: "when" Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door. Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among:īeneath them sit the aged men, wise guardians of the poor. Now like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song, Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands. ![]() The hum of multitudes was there, but multitudes of lambs, Seated in companies they sit, with radiance all their own. O what a multitude they seemed, these flowers of London town! ![]() Till into the high dome of Paul's they like Thames waters flow. Grey-headed beadles walked before, with wands as white as snow, The children walking two and two, in red, and blue, and green: 'Twas on a holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean, Wordsworth and Blake became friends and corresponded with each other. This is one of four poems by William Blake that William Wordsworth copied into his commonplace book. Where our table with cherries and nuts is spread:Ĭome live, and be merry, and join with me, When the painted birds laugh in the shade, With their sweet round mouths sing 'Ha ha he!' When the meadows laugh with lively green,Īnd the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene When the air does laugh with our merry wit,Īnd the green hill laughs with the noise of it When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,Īnd the dimpling stream runs laughing by Who in sorrow pale, through the lonely dale, He kissed the child, and by the hand led, The mire was deep, and the child did weep, So, if all do their duty, they need not fear harm. Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm: He'd have God for his father, and never want joy.Īnd so Tom awoke, and we rose in the dark,Īnd got with our bags and our brushes to work. They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind:Īnd the angel told Tom, if he'd be a good boy, Then naked and white, all their bags left behind, Then down a green plain, leaping, laughing, they runĪnd wash in a river, and shine in the sun. Were all of them locked up in coffins of black.Īnd by came an angel, who had a bright key,Īnd he opened the coffins, and set them all free That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, and Jack, You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair.'Īnd so he was quiet, and that very night,Īs Tom was a-sleeping, he had such a sight!. 'Hush, Tom! never mind it, for, when your head's bare, That curled like a lamb's back, was shaved so I said, There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. Purchase AO's Volume 3 collection, which includes William Blake, Sara Teasdale, Hilda Conkling, and Helen Hunt Jackson in paperback or for Kindle ( $amzn) ( K)Īnd his tongue shall be filled with praise.įor they know when their shepherd is nigh.Īnd my father sold me while yet my tongueĬould scarcely cry 'Weep! weep! weep! weep!' We compiled a brief biography of William Blake for you. This page includes poems from the book Songs of Innocence it also includes other William Blake poems appropriate for children. Home > By Subject > Poetry > Poems of William Blake, 1757-1827 Poems of William Blake, 1757-1827
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