of Sand, And a Heaven in a
Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of
your hand, And Eternity in
an Hour.
A Robin Redbreast in a
Cage, Puts all Heaven in a
Rage.
A dove house fill’d with doves
and pigeons, Shudders Hell
Thro’ all its Regions.
A Dog starv’d at his Master’s
Gate, Predicts the ruin of the
State.
A Horse misus’d upon the Road,
Calls to Heaven for Human
Blood.
Each outcry of the hunted
Hare, A fiber from the Brain
does Tear.
He who shall train the Horse
to War, Shall never pass the
Polar Bar.
The Beggar’s Dog and Widow’s
Cat, Feed them and thou wilt
grow Fat.
The Gnat that sings his
Summer song, Poison gets
from Slander’s Tongue.
The poison of the Snake and
Newt, Is the sweat of Envy’s
Foot.
A truth that’s told with bad
Intent, Beats all the Lies you
can Invent.
It is right, it should be so;
Man was made for Joy and Woe;
And when this we rightly know
Thro’ the World we safely Go.
Every Night and every Morn
Some to Misery are Born.
Every Morn and every Night
Some are Born to sweet
Delight.
Some are Born to sweet
Delight, Some are Born to
Endless Night. "
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William Blake, Auguries of Innocence
Amy Sol Art
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