The Lyrical Poems of William BlakeClarendon Press, 1905 - 203 หน้า |
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หน้า xiii
... Child , I also by pleasant streams , Have wander'd all Night in the Land of Dreams ; But tho ' calm and warm the waters wide , I could not get to the other side . ' Father , O father ! what do we here In this land of unbelief and fear ...
... Child , I also by pleasant streams , Have wander'd all Night in the Land of Dreams ; But tho ' calm and warm the waters wide , I could not get to the other side . ' Father , O father ! what do we here In this land of unbelief and fear ...
หน้า xix
... child to ecstacy , are found to parch and burn as the day moves on to its noon . Is there no light with- out heat ; no joy , however natural and innocent , without its price exacted in pain ? The trouble of the question comes to all ...
... child to ecstacy , are found to parch and burn as the day moves on to its noon . Is there no light with- out heat ; no joy , however natural and innocent , without its price exacted in pain ? The trouble of the question comes to all ...
หน้า xx
... children , for he never lost the simplicity and intensity of the child's mind that was in him . There is nothing in all poetry like the Songs of Innocence . Other writers - Hans Andersen , for instance - have penetrated into that ...
... children , for he never lost the simplicity and intensity of the child's mind that was in him . There is nothing in all poetry like the Songs of Innocence . Other writers - Hans Andersen , for instance - have penetrated into that ...
หน้า xxviii
... child of hatred begotten by confused thinking , may here correct their view . Blake is an anarchist because his heart goes out in sympathy to life in all its careless and joyous manifestations , and because he has the courage to hold ...
... child of hatred begotten by confused thinking , may here correct their view . Blake is an anarchist because his heart goes out in sympathy to life in all its careless and joyous manifestations , and because he has the courage to hold ...
หน้า xxxviii
... child of her throes . Every man , by the law of his being , is an adventurer and a warrior ; every woman , by the law of her being , is bound to regard herself as her dearest trust . The treaties , the armistices , the conquests and ...
... child of her throes . Every man , by the law of his being , is an adventurer and a warrior ; every woman , by the law of her being , is bound to regard herself as her dearest trust . The treaties , the armistices , the conquests and ...
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หน้า 71 - AH! SUN-FLOWER Ah Sun-flower! weary of time, Who countest the steps of the Sun, Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done: Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow, Arise from their graves and aspire Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.
หน้า 72 - I WENT to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen; A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. And the gates of this Chapel were shut, And "Thou shalt not" writ over the door; So I turned to the Garden of Love That so many sweet flowers bore.
หน้า 43 - NURSE'S SONG 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 the night arise; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies.
หน้า xliii - The wanton Boy that kills the Fly Shall feel the Spider's enmity. He who torments the Chafer's Sprite Weaves a Bower in endless Night. The Catterpiller on the Leaf Repeats to thee thy Mother's grief. Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly, For the Last Judgment draweth nigh.
หน้า 66 - I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright; And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine, And into my garden stole When the night had...
หน้า 81 - Pity would be no more If we did not make somebody poor; And mercy no more could be If all were as happy as we.
หน้า 102 - tis all in vain ! You throw the sand against the wind, And the wind blows it back again. And every sand becomes a gem Reflected in the beams divine ; Blown back they blind the mocking eye, But still in Israel's paths they shine.
หน้า 77 - I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
หน้า 47 - Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love All pray in their distress ; And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness. For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love Is God, our Father dear, And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love Is man, His child and care. For Mercy has a human heart, Pity a human face, And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.
หน้า 12 - By love are driv'n away; And mournful lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave: Such end true lovers have. His face is fair as heav'n When springing buds unfold; O why to him was't giv'n, Whose heart is wintry cold?