But in the Wine-presses the human grapes sing not nor dance:

Of thy torches bright;For possessed of DayThousand spirits strayThat sweet joys betray.Why should joys be sweetUsed with deceit,Nor with sorrows meet?But an honest joyDoes itself destroyFor a harlot coy.

For the gentle wind does moveSilently, invisibly.I told my love, I told my love,I told her all my heart;Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,Ah! she did depart!Soon as she was gone from me,A traveler came by,Silently, invisiblyHe took her with a sigh.

The merry bells ringTo welcome the spring;The skylark and thrush,The birds of the bush,Sing louder aroundTo the bell’s cheerful sound,While our sports shall be seenOn the Echoing Green.Old John with white hair,Does laugh away care,Sitting under the oak,Among the old folk.They laugh at our play,And soon they all say:‘Such, such were the joysWhen we all,…

‘Where are thy father and mother? say?’‘They are both gone up to the church to pray.Because I was happy upon the heath,And smil’d among the winter’s snow,They clothed me in the clothes of death,And taught me to sing the notes of woe.And because I am happy and dance and sing,They think they have done me…

Began to cry, but God, ever nigh,Appeared like his father, in white.He kissed the child, and by the hand led,And to his mother brought,Who in sorrow pale, through the lonely dale,The little boy weeping sought.

Th’ Angel of Fate turns them with mighty hands,And casts them out upon the darken’d earth!Prepare, prepare!Prepare your hearts for Death’s cold hand! prepareYour souls for flight, your bodies for the earth;Prepare your arms for glorious victory;Prepare your eyes to meet a holy God!Prepare, prepare!Whose fatal scroll is that? Methinks ’tis mine!Why sinks my heart,…

Babes reduced to misery.Fed with cold and usurous hand?Is that trembling cry 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 fill’d with thornsIt is eternal winter there.For where-e’er the sun does shine.And…

I was angry with my foe:I told it not, my wrath did grow.And I watered it in fears,Night and morning with my tears;And I sunned it with smiles,And with soft deceitful wiles.And it grew both day and night,Till it bore an apple bright.And my foe beheld it shine.And he knew that it was mine,And into…

Hold Infinity in the palm of your handAnd Eternity in an hour.A Robin Red breast in a CagePuts all Heaven in a Rage.A dove house fill’d with doves & PigeonsShudders Hell thro’ all its regions.A dog starv’d at his Master’s GatePredicts the ruin of the State.A Horse misus’d upon the RoadCalls to Heaven for Human…

While thy branches mix with mine,And our roots together join.Joys upon our branches sit,Chirping loud and singing sweet;Like gentle streams beneath our feetInnocence and virtue meet.Thou the golden fruit dost bear,I am clad in flowers fair;Thy sweet boughs perfume the air,And the turtle buildeth there.There she sits and feeds her young,Sweet I hear her mournful…

The distant huntsman winds his horn,And the skylark sings with me.O! what sweet company!But to go to school on a summer morn,O! it drives all joy away;Under a cruel eye outworn,The little ones spend the dayIn sighing and dismay.Ah! then at times I drooping sit,And spend many an anxious hour,Nor in my book can I…

‘Where are thy father and mother? say?’‘They are both gone up to the church to pray.Because I was happy upon the heath,And smil’d among the winter’s snow,They clothed me in the clothes of death,And taught me to sing the notes of woe.And because I am happy and dance and sing,They think they have done me…