My mother bore me in the southern wild， And I am black， but O！ my soul is white； White as an angel is the English child， But I am black， as if bereav&...
Why should Punishment weave the veil with Iron Wheels of War， When Forgiveness might it weave with Wings of Cherubim？...
`I have no name： I am but two days old.' What shall I call thee？ `I happy am， Joy is my name.' Sweet joy befall thee！ Pretty Joy！ Sweet Joy， b...
I see the Fourfold Man； the Humanity in deadly sleep， And its fallen Emanation， the Spectre and its cruel Shadow. I see the Past， Present， and Future ...
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 fill...
Little Lamb， who made thee？ Dost thou know who made thee？ Gave thee life， and bid thee feed， By the stream and o'er the mead； Gave thee clothing o...
What are those Golden Builders doing？ Where was the burying-place Of soft Ethinthus？ near Tyburn's fatal Tree？ Is that Mild Zion's hill's ...
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 a...
I must Create a System， or be enslav'd by another Man's； I will not Reason and Compare： my business is to Create....
My heart aches， and a drowsy numbness pains My sense， as though of hemlock I had drunk， Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past， and...