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: 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 night arise;
Come, come, leave off play, and let us away,
Till the morning appears in the skies."
"No, no, let us play, for it is yet day,
And we cannot go to sleep;
Besides, in the sky the little birds fly,
And the hills are all covered with sheep."
"Well, well, go and play till the light fades away,
And then go home to bed."
The little ones leaped, and shouted, and laughed,
And all the hills echoed.
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