Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience

William Blake

Description

A hybrid of Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience that brings poetry, philosophy and spirituality into an all-inclusive text that’s both accessible and enlightening. These selections have an easy-to-follow format that allows readers to smoothly transition from one book to the next.

Blake’s writing consists of two parts: one focusing on “innocence” and the other on “experience.” They each feature a group of poems that fit their respective themes. Songs of Innocence highlights the peaceful naiveté of youth, while Songs of Experience emphasizes the loss of purity due to outside influence.

Considered one of the greatest British artists to ever live, William Blake’s work is revered by critics and scholars. His illustrative style captivates the reader’s imagination keeping them interested and engaged. Songs of Innocence and of Experience is an essential sampling of his literary contributions and a worthy addition to any poetry collection.

With an eye-catching new cover, and professionally typeset manuscript, this edition of Songs of Innocence and of Experience is both modern and readable.

Sujets

• Christian poetry
• Tiger
• Irish
• English
• Poetry
• European
• Welsh
• Scottish
• Tiger (homonymie)

Informations

• Publié par: Mint Editions
• Date de parution: 01 décembre 2020
• Nombre de lectures: 1
• EAN13: 9781513273525
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 2 Mo

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Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience
William Blake
 

Songs of Innocence and Songs of Experience was first published in 1789.
This edition published by Mint Editions 2021.
ISBN 9781513268521 | E-ISBN 9781513273525
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C ONTENTS S ONGS OF I NNOCENCE I NTRODUCTION T HE S HEPHERD T HE E CHOING G REEN T HE L AMB T HE L ITTLE B LACK B OY T HE B LOSSOM T HE C HIMNEY -S WEEPER T HE L ITTLE B OY L OST T HE L ITTLE B OY F OUND L AUGHING S ONG A C RADLE S ONG T HE D IVINE I MAGE H OLY T HURSDAY N IGHT S PRING N URSE ’ S S ONG I NFANT J OY A D REAM O N A NOTHER ’ S S ORROW S ONGS OF E XPERIENCE I NTRODUCTION E ARTH ’ S A NSWER T HE C LOD AND THE P EBBLE H OLY T HURSDAY T HE L ITTLE G IRL L OST T HE L ITTLE G IRL F OUND T HE C HIMNEY -S WEEPER N URSE ’ S S ONG T HE S ICK R OSE T HE F LY T HE A NGEL T HE T IGER M Y P RETTY R OSE T REE A H , S UNFLOWER T HE L ILY T HE G ARDEN OF L OVE T HE L ITTLE V AGABOND L ONDON T HE H UMAN A BSTRACT I NFANT S ORROW A P OISON T REE A L ITTLE B OY L OST A L ITTLE G IRL L OST A D IVINE I MAGE A C RADLE S ONG T HE S CHOOLBOY T O T IRZAH T HE V OICE OF THE A NCIENT B ARD
 

SONGS OF INNOCENCE
 

I NTRODUCTION
Piping down the valleys wild,
Piping songs of pleasant glee,
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 sung the same again,
While he wept with joy to hear.
“Piper, sit thee down and write
In a book, that all may read.”
So he vanished from my sight;
And I plucked a hollow reed,
And I made a rural pen,
And I stained the water clear,
And I wrote my happy songs
Every child may joy to hear.
 

T HE S HEPHERD
How sweet is the shepherd’s sweet lot!
From the morn to the evening he strays;
He shall follow his sheep all the day,
And his tongue shall be fillèd with praise.
For he hears the lambs’ innocent call,
And he hears the ewes’ tender reply;
He is watchful while they are in peace,
For they know when their shepherd is nigh.
 

T HE E CHOING G REEN
The sun does arise,
And make happy the skies;
The merry bells ring
To welcome the Spring;
The skylark and thrush,
The birds of the bush,
Sing louder around
To the bells’ cheerful sound;
While our sports shall be seen
On 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 joys
When we all—girls and boys—
In our youth-time were seen
On the echoing green.”
Till the little ones, weary,
No more can be merry:
The sun does descend,
And our sports have an end.