Auguries of Innocence

"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 filld with Doves & Pigeons / Shudders Hell thr' all its regions / A dog starvd at his Masters Gate / Predicts the ruin of the State / A Horse misusd 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 clipd & armd for fight / Does the Rising Sun affright / Every Wolfs & Lions howl / Raises from Hell a Human Soul / The wild deer, wandring here & there / Keeps the Human Soul from Care / The Lamb misusd breeds Public Strife / And yet forgives the Butchers knife / The Bat that flits at close of Eve / Has left the Brain that wont Believe / The Owl that calls upon the Night / Speaks the Unbelievers fright / He who shall hurt the little Wren / Shall never be belovd by Men / He who the Ox to wrath has movd / Shall never be by Woman lovd / The wanton Boy that kills the Fly / Shall feel the Spiders enmity / He who torments the Chafers Sprite / Weaves a Bower in endless Night / The Catterpiller on the Leaf / Repeats to thee thy Mothers grief / Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly / For the Last Judgment draweth nigh / He who shall train the Horse to War / Shall never pass the Polar Bar / The Beggars Dog & Widows Cat / Feed them & thou wilt grow fat / The Gnat that sings his Summers Song / Poison gets from Slanders tongue / The poison of the Snake & Newt / Is the sweat of Envys Foot / The poison of the Honey Bee / Is the Artists Jealousy / The Princes Robes & Beggars Rags / Are Toadstools on the Misers Bags / A Truth thats 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 returnd to its own delight / The Bleat the Bark Bellow & Roar / Are Waves that Beat on Heavens Shore / The Babe that weeps the Rod beneath / Writes Revenge in realms of Death / The Beggars Rags fluttering in Air / Does to Rags the Heavens tear / The Soldier armd with Sword & Gun / Palsied strikes the Summers Sun / The poor Mans Farthing is worth more / Than all the Gold on Africs Shore / One Mite wrung from the Labrers hands / Shall buy & sell the Misers Lands / Or if protected from on high / Does that whole Nation sell & buy / He who mocks the Infants Faith / Shall be mockd in Age & Death / He who shall teach the Child to Doubt / The rotting Grave shall neer get out / He who respects the Infants faith / Triumphs over Hell & Death / The Childs Toys & the Old Mans 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 Caesars Laurel Crown / Nought can Deform the Human Race / Like to the Armours iron brace / When Gold & Gems adorn the Plow / To peaceful Arts shall Envy Bow / A Riddle or the Crickets Cry / Is to Doubt a fit Reply / The Emmets Inch & Eagles Mile / Make Lame Philosophy to smile / He who Doubts from what he sees / Will neer Believe do what you Please / If the Sun & Moon should Doubt / Theyd 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 / Licencd build that Nations Fate / The Harlots cry from Street to Street / Shall weave Old Englands winding Sheet / The Winners Shout the Losers Curse / Dance before dead Englands Hearse / Every Night & every Morn / Some to Misery are Born / Every Morn and every Night / Some are Born to sweet delight / Some are 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 Night / But does a Human Form Display / To those who Dwell in Realms of day"