And did those feet in ancient time

Thine has a great hook nose like thine;Mine has a snub nose like to mine.Thine is the Friend of all Mankind;Mine speaks in parables to the blind.Thine loves the same world that mine hates;Thy heaven doors are my hell gates.Socrates taught what MeletusLoath’d as a nation’s bitterest curse,And Caiaphas was in his own mindA benefactor…

And many weeping stood without,Weeping, mourning, worshipping.I saw a serpent rise betweenThe white pillars of the door,And he forc’d and forc’d and forc’d,Down the golden hinges tore.And along the pavement sweet,Set with pearls and rubies bright,All his slimy length he drewTill upon the altar whiteVomiting his poison outOn the bread and on the wine.So I…

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 sang the same again,While he wept with joy to hear.‘Piper, sit thee…

Nor is it possible to thoughtA greater than itself to know.‘And, father, how can I love youOr any of my brothers more?I love you like the little birdThat picks up crumbs around the door.’The Priest sat by and heard the child;In trembling zeal he seized his hair,He led him by his little coat,And all admired…

And hardening Bones beganIn swift diseases and torments,In throbbings & shootings & grindingsThro’ all the coasts; till weaken’dThe Senses inward rush’d shrinking,Beneath the dark net of infection.2. Till the shrunken eyes clouded overDiscernd not the woven hipocrisyBut the streaky slime in their heavensBrought together by narrowing perceptionsAppeard transparent air; for their eyesGrew small like the…

2. Los awoke her; O sorrow & pain!A tight’ning girdle grew,Around his bosom. In sobbingsHe burst the girdle in twain,But still another girdleOpressd his bosom, In sobbingsAgain he burst it. AgainAnother girdle succeedsThe girdle was form’d by day;By night was burst in twain.3. These falling down on the rockInto an iron ChainIn each other link…

And Mercy no more could beIf all were as happy as we.And mutual fear brings peace,Till the selfish loves increase:Then Cruelty knits a snare,And spreads his baits with care.He sits down with holy fears,And waters the grounds with tears;Then Humility takes its rootUnderneath his foot.Soon spreads the dismal shadeOf Mystery over his head;And the Catterpiller…

In lucent words my darkling verses dight,And wash my earthy mind in thy clear streams,That wisdom may descend in fairy dreams,All while the jocund hours in thy trainScatter their fancies at thy poet’s feet;And when thou yields to night thy wide domain,Let rays of truth enlight his sleeping brain.For brutish Pan in vain might thee…

But I said ‘I’ve a pretty rose tree,’And I passed the sweet flower o’er.Then I went to my pretty rose tree,To tend her by day and by night;But my rose turned away with jealousy,And her thorns were my only delight.

Swords and spears and wrath increastAll around his bosom roll’dCrown’d with warlike fires and raging desires.

I heard a Wild FlowerSinging a song.‘I slept in the earthIn the silent night,I murmured my fearsAnd I felt delight.‘In the morning I wentAs rosy as morn,To seek for new joy;But oh! met with scorn.’

And was the holy Lamb of GodOn England’s pleasant pastures seen?And did the Countenance DivineShine forth upon our clouded hills?And was Jerusalem builded here,Among these dark Satanic Mills?Bring me my Bow of burning gold:Bring me my Arrows of desire:Bring me my Spear:O clouds unfold!Bring me my Chariot of fire!I will not cease from Mental Fight,Nor…

Pray’st thou for riches? Away! away!This is the Throne of Mammon grey.’Said I: This, sure, is very odd;I took it to be the Throne of God.For everything besides I have:It is only for riches that I can crave.I have mental joy, and mental health,And mental friends, and mental wealth;I’ve a wife I love, and that…

Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep?Awake! thy father does thee keep.‘O, what land is the Land of Dreams?What are its mountains, and what are its streams?O father! I saw my mother there,Among the lilies by waters fair.‘Among the lambs, cloth? d in white,She walk’d with her Thomas in sweet delight.I wept for joy,…

I see the Past, Present and Future existing all at onceBefore me. O Divine Spirit, sustain me on thy wings,That I may awake Albion from his long and cold repose;For Bacon and Newton, sheath’d in dismal steel, their terrors hangLike iron scourges over Albion: reasonings like vast serpentsInfold around my limbs, bruising my minute articulations.I…

Bird’s delight,Day and night,Nightingale,In the dale,Lark in sky,–Merrily,Merrily merrily, to welcome in the year.Little boy,Full of joy;Little girl,Sweet and small;Cock does crow,So do you;Merry voice,Infant noise;Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.Little lamb,Here I am;Come and lickMy white neck;Let me pullYour soft wool;Let me kissYour soft face;Merrily, merrily, to welcome in the year.

Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of deathAnd close her from thy ancient walls?Thy hills and valleys felt her feetGently upon their bosoms move:Thy gates beheld sweet Zion’s ways:Then was a time of joy and love.And now the time returns again:Our souls exult, and London’s towersReceive the Lamb of God to dwellIn England’s green and…

Speak, father, speak to you little boy,Or else I shall be lost.’The night was dark, no father was there,The child was wet with dew;The mire was deep, and the child did weep,And away the vapour flew.

Whose ears have heardThe Holy WordThat walk’d among the ancient trees;Calling the lapsed soul,And weeping in the evening dew;That might controlThe starry pole,And fallen, fallen light renew!‘O Earth, O Earth, return!Arise from out the dewy grass!Night is worn,And the mornRises from the slumbrous mass.‘Turn away no more;Why wilt thou turn away?The starry floor,The watery shore,Is…

‘Go love without the help of any Thing on Earth.’

And to these virtues of delightReturn 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 heartPity, a human face;And Love, the human form divine;And Peace, the human dress.Then every man, of every clime,That prays in his distress,Prays to the…

Thine angel eyes upon our western isle,Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring!The hills tell each other, and the listeningValleys hear; all our longing eyes are turnedUp to thy bright pavilions: issue forth,And let thy holy feet visit our clime.Come o’er the eastern hills, and let our windsKiss thy perfumed garments; let us…

Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of deathAnd close her from thy ancient walls?Thy hills and valleys felt her feetGently upon their bosoms move:Thy gates beheld sweet Zion’s ways:Then was a time of joy and love.And now the time returns again:Our souls exult, and London’s towersReceive the Lamb of God to dwellIn England’s green and…

Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of deathAnd close her from thy ancient walls?Thy hills and valleys felt her feetGently upon their bosoms move:Thy gates beheld sweet Zion’s ways:Then was a time of joy and love.And now the time returns again:Our souls exult, and London’s towersReceive the Lamb of God to dwellIn England’s green and…

Sweet dreams of pleasant streamsBy happy, silent, moony beams!Sweet Sleep, with soft downWeave thy brows an infant crownSweet Sleep, angel mild,Hover o’er my happy child!Sweet smiles, in the nightHover over my delight!Sweet smiles, mother’s smile,All the livelong night beguile.Sweet moans, dovelike sighs,Chase not slumber from thine eyes!Sweet moan, sweeter smile,All the dovelike moans beguile.Sleep, sleep,…

Seeking after that sweet golden climeWhere 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 aspireWhere my Sunflower wishes to go!

And thus her voice arose:‘O mother Enitharmon, wilt thou bring forth other sons?To cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found,For I am faint with travail,Like the dark cloud disburden’d in the day of dismal thunder.My roots are brandish’d in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneathSurge, foam and labour into…

Sweet dreams of pleasant streams,By happy silent moony beamsSweet sleep with soft down.Weave thy brows an infant crown.Sweet sleep Angel mild,Hover o’er my happy child.Sweet smiles in the night,Hover over my delight.Sweet smiles Mothers smiles,All the livelong night beguiles.Sweet moans, dovelike sighs,Chase not slumber from thy eyes,Sweet moans, sweeter smiles,All the dovelike moans beguiles.Sleep sleep…

Whose ears have heardThe Holy Word,That walk’d among the ancient trees.Calling the lapsed SoulAnd 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 mornRises from the slumbrous mass.Turn away no more:Why wilt thou turn awayThe starry floorThe watery shoreIs…

The chambers of the sun, that nowFrom ancient melody have ceas’d;Whether in Heav’n ye wander fair,Or the green corners of the earth,Or the blue regions of the air,Where the melodious winds have birth;Whether on crystal rocks ye rove,Beneath the bosom of the seaWand’ring in many a coral grove,Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry!How have you left the…