poems of william blake-第2章
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To sing the sweet chorus of 〃Ha； ha； he！〃
A SONG
Sweet dreams； form a shade
O'er my lovely infant's head！
Sweet dreams of pleasant streams
By happy； silent； moony beams！
Sweet Sleep； with soft down
Weave thy brows an infant crown
Sweet Sleep； angel mild；
Hover o'er my happy child！
Sweet smiles； in the night
Hover over my delight！
Sweet smiles； mother's smile；
All the livelong night beguile。
Sweet moans； dovelike sighs；
Chase not slumber from thine eyes！
Sweet moan； sweeter smile；
All the dovelike moans beguile。
Sleep； sleep； happy child！
All creation slept and smiled。
Sleep； sleep； happy sleep；
While o'er thee doth mother weep。
Sweet babe； in thy face
Holy image I can trace；
Sweet babe； once like thee
Thy Maker lay； and wept for me：
Wept for me； for thee； for all；
When He was an infant small。
Thou His image ever see；
Heavenly face that smiles on thee！
Smiles on thee； on me； on all；
Who became an infant small；
Infant smiles are his own smiles；
Heaven and earth to peace beguiles。
DIVINE IMAGE
To Mercy； Pity； Peace； and Love；
All pray in their distress；
And to these virtues of delight
Return their thankfulness。
For Mercy； Pity； Peace； and Love；
Is God our Father dear；
And Mercy； Pity； Peace； and Love；
Is man； his child and care。
For Mercy has a human heart
Pity； a human face；
And Love； the human form divine；
And Peace； the human dress。
Then every man； of every clime；
That prays in his distress；
Prays to the human form divine：
Love； Mercy； Pity； Peace。
And all must love the human form；
In heathen； Turk； or Jew。
Where Mercy； Love； and Pity dwell；
There God is dwelling too。
HOLY THURSDAY
'Twas on a Holy Thursday； their innocent faces clean；
Came children walking two and two； in read； and blue； and green：
Grey…headed beadles walked before； with wands as white as snow；
Till into the high dome of Paul's they like Thames waters flow。
Oh what a multitude they seemed； these flowers of London town！
Seated in companies they sit； with radiance all their own。
The hum of multitudes was there； but multitudes of lambs；
Thousands of little boys and girls raising their innocent hands。
Now like a mighty wild they raise to heaven the voice of song；
Or like harmonious thunderings the seats of heaven among：
Beneath them sit the aged man； wise guardians of the poor。
Then cherish pity； lest you drive an angel from your door。
NIGHT
The sun descending in the west；
The evening star does shine；
The birds are silent in their nest；
And I must seek for mine。
The moon； like a flower
In heaven's high bower；
With silent delight；
Sits and smiles on the night。
Farewell； green fields and happy grove；
Where flocks have ta'en delight。
Where lambs have nibbled； silent move
The feet of angels bright；
Unseen they pour blessing；
And joy without ceasing；
On each bud and blossom；
And each sleeping bosom。
They look in every thoughtless nest
Where birds are covered warm；
They visit caves of every beast；
To keep them all from harm：
If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping；
They pour sleep on their head；
And sit down by their bed。
When wolves and tigers howl for prey；
They pitying stand and weep；
Seeking to drive their thirst away；
And keep them from the sheep。
But； if they rush dreadful；
The angels； most heedful；
Receive each mild spirit；
New worlds to inherit。
And there the lion's ruddy eyes
Shall flow with tears of gold：
And pitying the tender cries；
And walking round the fold：
Saying： 〃Wrath by His meekness；
And； by His health； sickness；
Are driven away
From our immortal day。
〃And now beside thee； bleating lamb；
I can lie down and sleep；
Or think on Him who bore thy name；
Graze after thee； and weep。
For； washed in life's river；
My bright mane for ever
Shall shine like the gold；
As I guard o'er the fold。〃
SPRING
Sound the flute！
Now it's mute！
Bird's delight；
Day and night；
Nightingale；
In the dale；
Lark in sky；
Merrily；
Merrily merrily； to welcome in the year。
Little boy；
Full of joy；
Little girl；
Sweet and small；
Cock does crow；
So do you；
Merry voice；
Infant noise；
Merrily； merrily； to welcome in the year。
Little lamb；
Here I am；
Come and lick
My white neck；
Let me pull
Your soft wool；
Let me kiss
Your soft face；
Merrily； merrily； to welcome in the year。
NURSE'S SONG
When the 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 and play till the light fades away；
And then go home to bed。〃
The little ones leaped； and shouted； and laughed；
And all the hills echoed。
INFANT JOY
〃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； but two days old。
Sweet Joy I call thee：
Thou dost smile；
I sing the while；
Sweet joy befall thee！
A DREAM
Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my angel…guarded bed；
That an emmet lost its way
Where on grass methought I lay。
Troubled； wildered； and forlorn；
Dark； benighted； travel…worn；
Over many a tangle spray；
All heart…broke； I heard her say：
〃Oh my children！ do they cry；
Do they hear their father sigh？
Now they look abroad to see；
Now return and weep for me。〃
Pitying； I dropped a tear：
But I saw a glow…worm near；
Who replied； 〃What wailing wight
Calls the watchman of the night？
〃I am set to light the ground；
While the beetle goes his round：
Follow now the beetle's hum；
Little wanderer； hie thee home！〃
ON ANOTHER'S SORROW
Can I see another's woe；
And not be in sorrow too？
Can I see another's grief；
And not seek for kind relief？
Can I see a falling tear；
And not feel my sorrow's share？
Can a father see his child
Weep； nor be with sorrow filled？
