To the Muses
Whether on Ida's shady brow,
Or in the chambers of the East,
The chambers of the sun, that now
From ancient melody have ceas'd;
Whether in Heav'n ye wander fair,
Or the green corners of the earth,
Or the blue regions of the air,
Where the melodious winds have birth;
Whether on crystal rocks ye rove,
Beneath the bosom of the sea
Wand'ring in many a coral grove,
Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry!
13How have you left the ancient love
14 That bards of old enjoy'd in you!
15The languid strings do scarcely move!
16 The sound is forc'd, the notes are few!
The Tyger
1Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
2In the forests of the night,
3What immortal hand or eye
4Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
5In what distant deeps or skies
6Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
7On what wings dare he aspire?
8What the hand dare seize the fire?
9And what shoulder, and what art,
10Could twist the sinews of thy heart,
11And when thy heart began to beat,
12What dread hand? and what dread feet?
13What the hammer? what the chain?
14In what furnace was thy brain?
15What the anvil? what dread grasp
16Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
17When the stars threw down their spears,
18And water'd heaven with their tears,
19Did he smile his work to see?
20Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
21Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
22In the forests of the night,
23What immortal hand or eye,
24Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Ah!Sun-Flower
Ah, Sun-flower! weary of time,
2Who countest the steps of the Sun,
3Seeking after that sweet golden clime
4Where the traveller's journey is done:
5Where the Youth pined away with desire,
6And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow
7Arise from their graves, and aspire
8Where my Sun-flower wishes to go.
1To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
The Divine Image
2All pray in their distress;
3And to these virtues of delight
4Return their thankfulness.
5For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
6Is God, our father dear,
7And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love
8Is Man, his child and care.
9For Mercy has a human heart,
10Pity a human face,
11And Love, the human form divine,
12And Peace, the human dress.
13Then every man, of every clime,
14That prays in his distress,
15Prays to the human form divine,
16Love, Mercy, Pity, Peace.
17And all must love the human form,
18In heathen, Turk, or Jew;
19Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwell
20There God is dwelling too.
Earth`s answer
1Earth rais'd up her head
2From the darkness dread and drear.
3Her light fled,
4Stony dread!
5And her locks cover'd with grey despair.
6"Prison'd on wat'ry shore,
7Starry Jealousy does keep my den:
8Cold and hoar,
9Weeping o'er,
10I hear the Father of the ancient men.
11Selfish father of men!
12Cruel, jealous, selfish fear!
13Can delight,
14Chain'd in night,
15The virgins of youth and morning bear?
16Does spring hide its joy
17When buds and blossoms grow?
18Does the sower
19Sow by night,
20Or the plowman in darkness plow?
21Break this heavy chain
22That does freeze my bones around.
23Selfish! vain!
24Eternal bane!
25That free Love with bondage bound."
I Heard an Angel
1I heard an Angel singing
2When the day was springing,
3"Mercy, Pity, Peace
4Is the world's release."
5Thus he sung all day
6Over the new mown hay,
7Till the sun went down
8And haycocks looked brown.
9I heard a Devil curse
10Over the heath and the furze,
11"Mercy could be no more,
12If there was nobody poor,
13And pity no more could be,
14If all were as happy as we."
15At his curse the sun went down,
16And the heavens gave a frown.
17Down pour'd the heavy rain
18Over the new reap'd grain ...
19And Miseries' increase
20Is Mercy, Pity, Peace.
Notes
The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
(excerpt)
Proverbs of Heaven and Hell
1 In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
2Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.
3The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
4Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid courted by Incapacity.
5He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence.
6The cut worm forgives the plow.
7Dip him in the river who loves water.
8A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
9He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star.
10Eternity is in love with the productions of time.
11The busy bee has no time for sorrow.
12The hours of folly are measur'd by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure.
13All wholesome food is caught without a net or a ****.
14Bring out number, weight and measure in a year of dearth.
15No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings.
16A dead body revenges not injuries.
17The most sublime act is to set another before you.
18If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.
19Folly is the cloak of knavery.
20Shame is Pride's cloke.
21Prisons are built with stones of law, brothels with bricks of religion.
22The pride of the peacock is the glory of God.
23The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.
24The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God.
25The nakedness of woman is the work of God.
26Excess of sorrow laughs. Excess of joy weeps.
27The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity, too great for the eye of man.
28The fox condemns the ****, not himself.
29Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.
30Let man wear the fell of the lion, woman the fleece of the sheep.
31The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.
32The selfish, smiling fool, and the sullen, frowning fool shall be both thought wise, that they may be a rod.
33What is now proved was once only imagin'd.
34The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbit watch the roots; the lion, the tyger, the horse, the elephant watch the fruits.
35The cistern contains: the fountain overflows.
36One thought fills immensity.
37Always be ready to speak your mind, and a base man will avoid you.
38Every thing possible to be believ'd is an image of truth.
39The eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn of the crow.
40The fox provides for himself, but God provides for the lion.
41Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
42He who has suffer'd you to impose on him, knows you.
43As the plow follows words, so God rewards prayers.
44The tygers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.
45Expect poison from the standing water.
46You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.
47Listen to the fool's reproach! it is a kingly title!
48The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of water, the beard of earth.
49The weak in courage is strong in cunning.
50The apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow; nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his prey.
51The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.
52If others had not been foolish, we should be so.
53The soul of sweet delight can never be defil'd.
54When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head!
55As the caterpiller chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.
56To create a little flower is the labour of ages.
57Damn braces. Bless relaxes.
58The best wine is the oldest, the best water the newest.
59Prayers plow not! Praises reap not!
60Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!
61The head Sublime, the heart Pathos, the genitals Beauty, the hands and feet Proportion.
62As the air to a bird or the sea to a fish, so is contempt to the contemptible.
63The crow wish'd every thing was black, the owl that every thing was white.
64Exuberance is Beauty.
65If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning.
66Improvement makes strait roads; but the crooked roads without improvement are roads of genius.
67Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires.
68Where man is not, nature is barren.
69Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believ'd.
70Enough! or too much.
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