Songs of Innocence and Experience Contents
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Author(s)
- Blake, William
- Songs of Innocence: Introduction
- Songs of Innocence: The Shepherd
- Songs of Innocence: The Ecchoing Green
- Songs of Innocence: The Lamb
- Songs of Innocence: The Little Black Boy
- Songs of Innocence: The Blossom
- Songs of Innocence: The Chimney Sweeper
- Songs of Innocence: The Little Boy Lost
- Songs of Innocence: The Little Boy Found
- Songs of Innocence: Laughing Song
- Songs of Innocence: A Cradle Song
- Songs of Innocence: The Divine Image
- Songs of Innocence: Holy Thursday
- Songs of Innocence: Night
- Songs of Innocence: Spring
- Songs of Innocence: Nurse's Song
- Songs of Innocence: Infant Joy
- Songs of Innocence: A Dream
- Songs of Innocence: On Another's Sorrow
- Songs of Experience: Introduction
- Songs of Experience: Earth's Answer
- Songs of Experience: The Clod and the Pebble
- Songs of Experience: Holy Thursday
- Songs of Experience: The Little Girl Lost
- Songs of Experience: The Little Girl Found
- Songs of Experience: The Chimney Sweeper
- Songs of Experience: Nurse's Song
- Songs of Experience: The Sick Rose
- Songs of Experience: The Fly
- Songs of Experience: The Angel
- Songs of Experience: The Tyger
- Songs of Experience: My Pretty Rose-tree
- Songs of Experience: Ah! Sun-flower
- Songs of Experience: The Lilly
- Songs of Experience: The Garden of Love
- Songs of Experience: The Little Vagabond
- Songs of Experience: London
- Songs of Experience: The Human Abstract
- Songs of Experience: Infant Sorrow
- Songs of Experience: A Poison Tree
- Songs of Experience: A Little Boy Lost
- Songs of Experience: A Little Girl Lost
- Songs of Experience: To Tirzah
- Songs of Experience: The Schoolboy
- Songs of Experience: The Voice of the Ancient Bard
- Songs of Experience: A Divine Image
Songs of Innocence: Introduction
Piping down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of pleasant glee,
On a cloud I saw a child,
And he laughing said to me:
"Pipe a song about a Lamb!"
So I piped with merry cheer.
"Piper, pipe that song again;"
So I piped: he wept to hear.
"Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe;
Sing thy songs of happy cheer!"
So I sung the same again,
While he wept with joy to hear.
"Piper, sit thee down and write
In a book, that all may read."
So he vanished from my sight,
And I plucked a hollow reed,
And I made a rural pen,
And I stained the water clear,
And I wrote my happy songs
Every child may joy to hear.
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