Sonnet XCVIII Sonnet C XCIX The forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy…
Sonnet CLIII CLIV The little Love-god lying once asleep, Laid by his side his heart-inflaming brand, Whilst many nymphs that vow'd chaste life to keep Came tripping by; but in her…
by WilliamBlakeThe ShepherdThe LambThe Echoing Green The sun does arise,
And make happy the skies;
The merry bells ring
To welcome the Spring;
The skylark and thrush,
The birds of…
by WilliamBlakeThe Chimney-SweeperThe Little Boy FoundThe Little Boy Lost "Father, father, where are you going?
Oh do not walk so fast!
Speak, father, speak to you little boy,
Or…
by WilliamBlakeThe Little Boy LostLaughing SongThe Little Boy Found The little boy lost in the lonely fen,
Led by the wandering light,
Began to cry, but God, ever nigh,
Appeared…
by WilliamBlakeIIIVIII Then Thel astonish'd view'd the Worm upon its dewy bed. Art thou a Worm? image of weakness. art thou but a Worm?
I see thee like an infant wrapped in the Lillys…
by WilliamBlakeIIIIII O little Cloud the virgin said, I charge thee to tell me
Why thou complainest now when in one hour thou fade away:
Then we shall seek thee but not find: ah Thel is…
