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Book: Songs of Experience

  • "Nought loves another as itself,
    Nor venerates another so,
    24 lines, 8 comments
  • Children of the future age,
    Reading this indignant page,
    39 lines, 3 comments
  • I was angry with my friend:
    I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
    18 lines, 69 comments
  • How sweet I roam'd from field to field,
    And tasted all the summer's pride
    16 lines
  • Earth raised up her head
    From the darkness dread and drear,
    25 lines, 3 comments
  • O Rose, thou art sick!
    The invisible worm
    8 lines, 13 comments
  • My mother groaned, my father wept,
    Into the dangerous world I leapt;
    9 lines, 2 comments
  • In futurity
    I prophesy see.
    52 lines
  • I wandered through each chartered street,
    Near where the chartered Thames does flow,
    17 lines, 6 comments
  • Whate'er is Born of Mortal Birth
    Must be consumed with the Earth
    16 lines
  • A flower was offered to me,
    Such a flower as May never bore;
    9 lines, 6 comments
  • When the voices of children. are heard on the green
    And whisprings are in the dale:
    8 lines, 3 comments
  • A little black thing in the snow,
    Crying "weep! weep!" in notes of woe!
    12 lines, 4 comments
  • Dear mother, dear mother, the church is cold,
    But the ale-house is healthy and pleasant and warm;
    17 lines
  • I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
    And that I was a maiden Queen
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • Pity would be no more
    If we did not make somebody Poor;
    24 lines, 1 comment
  • "Love seeketh not itself to please,
    Nor for itself hath any care,
    12 lines, 6 comments
  • Youth of delight, come hither,
    And see the opening morn,
    11 lines
  • Little Fly,
    Thy summer's play
    21 lines, 3 comments
  • Is this a holy thing to see.
    In a rich and fruitful land.
    16 lines
  • I laid me down upon a bank,
    Where Love lay sleeping;
    21 lines, 1 comment
  • All the night in woe,
    Lyca's parents go:
    52 lines, 1 comment
  • Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
    In the forest of the night
    29 lines, 34 comments
  • I love to rise in a summer morn,
    When the birds sing on every tree;
    34 lines, 18 comments

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