William Blake
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
A Robin Red breast in a cage
Puts all Heaven in a rage
A dove house fill'd with doves and Pigeons
Shudders Hell thro' all its regions
A dog starv'd at his Master's Gate
Predicts the ruin of the state
A horse misused upon the road
Calls to Heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fiber from the brain does tear
A skylark wounded in the wings
A Cherubim does cease to sing
The game cock clip & ar,'d for fight
Does the rising sun affright
Every wolf's and lion's howl
Raises from Hell a human soul
The wild deer, wand'ring here and there
Keeps the human soul from care
The lamb misused breeds public strife
And yet forgive the butchers' knife
The bat that flits at close of Eve
Has left the brain that won't believe
The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks the unbelievers' fright.
He who shall hurt the little wren
Shall never be belove'd by men
He who the ox to wrath has moved
Shall never by by Women lov'd
The wanton boy that kills the fly
Shall fell the Spider's enmity
He who torments the chafer's sprite
Weaves a bower in the endless night
The caterpillar on the leaf
Repeats to thee thy mother's grief
Kill not the moth nor butterfly,
For the last Judgment draweth night.
Sunday, August 5, 2007
Auguries of Innocence
Posted by Only A Mum
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Labels: children poem, william Blake
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