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Auguries Of Innocence - Poem by William Blake

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

A Robin Red breast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage.
A dove house fill'd with doves & 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 fibre from the Brain does tear.
A Skylark wounded in the wing,
A Cherubim does cease to sing.
The Game Cock clipp'd and arm'd for fight
Does the Rising Sun affright.
Every Wolf's & Lion's howl
Raises from Hell a Human Soul.
The wild deer, wand'ring here & there,
Keeps the Human Soul from Care.
The Lamb misus'd breeds public strife
And yet forgives the Butcher's Knife.
The Bat that flits at close of Eve
Has left the Brain that won't believe.
The Owl that calls upon the Night
Speaks the Unbeliever's fright.
He who shall hurt the little Wren
Shall never be belov'd by Men.
He who the Ox to wrath has mov'd
Shall never be by Woman lov'd.
The wanton Boy that kills the Fly
Shall feel the Spider's enmity.
He who torments the Chafer's sprite
Weaves a Bower in endless Night.
The Catterpillar on the Leaf
Repeats to thee thy Mother's grief.
Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly,
For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.
He who shall train the Horse to War
Shall never pass the Polar Bar.
The Beggar's Dog & Widow's Cat,
Feed them & thou wilt grow fat.
The Gnat that sings his Summer's song
Poison gets from Slander's tongue.
The poison of the Snake & Newt
Is the sweat of Envy's Foot.
The poison of the Honey Bee
Is the Artist's Jealousy.
The Prince's Robes & Beggars' Rags
Are Toadstools on the Miser's Bags.
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 & Woe;
And when this we rightly know
Thro' the World we safely go.
Joy & Woe are woven fine,
A Clothing for the Soul divine;
Under every grief & pine
Runs a joy with silken twine.
The Babe is more than swadling Bands;
Throughout all these Human Lands
Tools were made, & born were hands,
Every Farmer Understands.
Every Tear from Every Eye
Becomes a Babe in Eternity.
This is caught by Females bright
And return'd to its own delight.
The Bleat, the Bark, Bellow & Roar
Are Waves that Beat on Heaven's Shore.
The Babe that weeps the Rod beneath
Writes Revenge in realms of death.
The Beggar's Rags, fluttering in Air,
Does to Rags the Heavens tear.
The Soldier arm'd with Sword & Gun,
Palsied strikes the Summer's Sun.
The poor Man's Farthing is worth more
Than all the Gold on Afric's Shore.
One Mite wrung from the Labrer's hands
Shall buy & sell the Miser's lands:
Or, if protected from on high,
Does that whole Nation sell & buy.
He who mocks the Infant's Faith
Shall be mock'd in Age & Death.
He who shall teach the Child to Doubt
The rotting Grave shall ne'er get out.
He who respects the Infant's faith
Triumph's over Hell & Death.
The Child's Toys & the Old Man's Reasons
Are the Fruits of the Two seasons.
The Questioner, who sits so sly,
Shall never know how to Reply.
He who replies to words of Doubt
Doth put the Light of Knowledge out.
The Strongest Poison ever known
Came from Caesar's Laurel Crown.
Nought can deform the Human Race
Like the Armour's iron brace.
When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow
To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow.
A Riddle or the Cricket's Cry
Is to Doubt a fit Reply.
The Emmet's Inch & Eagle's Mile
Make Lame Philosophy to smile.
He who Doubts from what he sees
Will ne'er believe, do what you Please.
If the Sun & Moon should doubt
They'd immediately Go out.
To be in a Passion you Good may do,
But no Good if a Passion is in you.
The Whore & Gambler, by the State
Licenc'd, build that Nation's Fate.
The Harlot's cry from Street to Street
Shall weave Old England's winding Sheet.
The Winner's Shout, the Loser's Curse,
Dance before dead England's Hearse.
Every Night & every Morn
Some to Misery are Born.
Every Morn & every Night
Some are Born to sweet Delight.
Some ar Born to sweet Delight,
Some are born to Endless Night.
We are led to Believe a Lie
When we see not Thro' the Eye
Which was Born in a Night to Perish in a Night
When the Soul Slept in Beams of Light.
God Appears & God is Light
To those poor Souls who dwell in the Night,
But does a Human Form Display
To those who Dwell in Realms of day.

Comments about Auguries Of Innocence by William Blake

  • Bjpafa Meragente 1/20/2020 9:30:00 PM

    William Blake and its doctrine of poetic genius and engravings is a little artificial. If there is poetic capacity, there it is. Reply

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  • basert 9/25/2019 11:39:00 AM

    good poem you have aexcelent expirience Reply

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  • Oindri ghosh 7/12/2019 12:19:00 PM

    Soooooo big Do you have a poem name release by danna faulds Reply

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  • Shreya patel 10/22/2018 5:46:00 AM

    To see a world in again of sand Reply

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  • Ridhima 9/6/2018 11:36:00 AM

    I like William Blake Reply

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  • Britte Ninad 5/29/2018 10:25:00 PM


    The Catterpillar on the Leaf
    Repeats to thee thy Mother's grief.
    Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly,
    For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.

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  • Henry Tong 1/25/2018 9:11:00 AM

    If you observe an infinitesimal detail, you would harvest the whole picture. Nowadays people need to stop and observe the truth instead of indulging themselves into confusion. Reply

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  • Val Andrews 12/28/2017 11:48:00 AM

    A poem of immense craft and structure. It's complexity ensures, I will have to read it many many times to gleam some profound understanding. On a superficial level it carries a powerful, simple, insightful message. Reply

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  • Bjpafa Meragente 7/19/2017 5:24:00 PM

    Forgive me for time is not understood, all my comments, in accordance to my demand, live in a moment that never arrives. It is not pride, is the great divide. Blake is great. First comment. Reply

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  • A. Madhavan 5/25/2017 2:16:00 AM

    We should read it and feel the truth of Blake's empathy for all beings. AM Reply

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  24. 24. To An Unfortunate Woman, Whom The Author..
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  26. 26. Innocence Lost
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  27. 27. Innocence-Lost
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  30. 30. Innocence
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    Thomas Parnell
  32. 32. Innocence Never Dies
    C. P. Sharma
  33. 33. Innocence Lost And Pain Gained.
    Amy Kerswell
  34. 34. Innocence Of A Rose
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  35. 35. Innocence
    Shay Mitchell
  36. 36. Return To Innocence
    Kyle Shield Laster
  37. 37. Innocence Was Stolen
    Tiffany Johnson
  38. 38. ^death Of Innocence (2)
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  39. 39. Innocence
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  40. 40. My Innocence
    Ishita Mehta
  41. 41. Innocence - An Autobiography
    Shouvik Roy
  42. 42. Field Of Innocence
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  43. 43. Innocence Lost.
    Deepti Agarwal
  44. 44. Question Marked Innocence
    Lora Cooley
  45. 45. The Innocence Of War
    MeganOlivia Maxwell
  46. 46. Stolen Innocence
    Sunny Grace
  47. 47. Innocence
  48. 48. Cry Of Innocence
    Dave Alan Walker
  49. 49. I Miss My Innocence
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  50. 50. Innocence
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  1. Innocence

    They laughed at one I loved- The triangular hill that hung Under the Big Forth. They said That I was bounded by the whitethorn hedges Of the little farm and did not know the world. But I knew that love's doorway to life Is the same doorway everywhere. Ashamed of what I loved I flung her from me and called her a ditch Although she was smiling at me with violets. But now I am back in her briary arms The dew of an Indian Summer lies On bleached potato-stalks What age am I? I do not know what age I am, I am no mortal age; I know nothing of women, Nothing of cities, I cannot die Unless I walk outside these whitethorn hedges.

  2. Nurse's Song (Innocence)

    When voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast And everything else is still Then come home my children the sun is gone down And the dews of night arise Come come leave off play, and let us away Till the morning appears in the skies No no let us play, for it is yet day And we cannot go to sleep Besides in the sky, the little birds fly And the hills are all covered with sheep Well well go & play till the light fades away And then go home to bed The little ones leaped & shouted & laugh'd And all the hills echoed

  3. Songs Of Innocence: Introduction

    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 chear, Piper, pipe that song again-- So I piped, he wept to hear. Drop thy pipe thy happy pipe Sing thy songs of happy chear, 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 pluck'd 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.

  4. Innocence

    Innocence stolen without my permission Innocence gone without my submission Innocence lost through another's plan Innocence no longer for another man Innocence turned to hatred and fear Innocence gone, no man can come near Innocence taken from a little girls heart Innocence replaced by mistrust, you thought you were smart Innocence dissapears like dew in the sun Innocence faded before it's begun Innocence obscured like a cloud over the moon Innocence ripped away too soon