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THE SICK ROSĘ

O Rosę thou art sick. The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm:

Has found out thy bed Ofcrimson joy:

And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.

THE TYGER

LONDON

I wander thro' each chartered Street,

Near where the chartered Thames does flow. And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

In every ery of every Man,

In every Infants ery of fear,

In every voice: in every ban,

The mind-forged manacles* I hear.

How the Chimney-sweepers ery Every blackning Church appalls3,

And the hapless Soldiers sigh,

Runs in blood down Pałace walls.

But most thro’ midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlofs'1 curse

Blasts the new-born Infants tear, <__

And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse.

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,

In the forests of the night;

What immortal hand or eye,

Could frame thy fearfiil symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes!

On what wings dare he aspire? !_

What the hand, dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,

Could twist the sinews of thy heart? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain,

In what furnace was thy brain?

What the anvil? what dread grasp,

Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the stars threw down their spears And watered heaven with their tears: Did he smile his work to see?

Did he who madę the Lamb make thee?

Tyger, Tyger burning bright In the forests of the night:

What immortal hand or eye,

Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?

HOLY THURSDAY

Is this a holy thing to see,

In a rich and fruitful land,

Babes reduced to misery,

Fed with cold and usurous hand?

Is that trembling ery a song?

Can it be a song of joy?

And so many children poor?

It is a land of poverty!

And their sun does never shine.

And their fields are bleak & bare.

And their ways are filled with thorns, It is eternal winter there.

For where-eer the sun does shine And where-eer the rain does fali: Babę can never hunger there,

Nor poverty the mind appall.

THE CHIMNEYSWEEPER

A little black thing among the snów,

Crying ‘weep, ‘weep, in notes of woe!

Where are thy father and thy mother? say? They are both gone up to the church to pray.

Because I was happy upon the heath,

And smiled among the winters snów:

They clothed me in the clothes of death,

And taught me to sing the notes of woe.

From SONGS OF EXPERIENCE

INTRODUCTION

Hear the voice of the Bard!    —

Who Present, Past, & Futurę sees, Whose ears have heard The Holy Word

That walked among the ancient trees;

Calling the lapsed Soul —

And weeping in the evening dew; That might controll The starry pole,

And fallen fallen light renew!

‘O Earth O Earth return!

Arise from out the dewy grass; Night is worn,

And the morn

Rises from the slumberous mass.

‘Tum away no morę:

Why wilt thou tum away?

The starry floor The watry shore

Is given thee till the break of day.’

And because I am happy, & dance & sing,

They think they have done me no injury:

And are gone to praise God & his Priest & King Who make up a heaven of our misery.


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