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(Fragments from “Auguries Of Innocence ”)
By William Blake
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 dog starvd at his Masters Gate
Predicts the ruin of the State
The wild deer, wandring here and there
Keeps the Human Soul from Care
He who shall hurt the little Wren
Shall never be belovd by Men
Kill not the Moth nor Butterfly
For the Last Judgment draweth nigh
The Beggars Dog and Widows Cat
Feed them and thou wilt grow fat
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 and Woe
And when this we rightly know
Thro the World we safely go
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine
He who shall teach the Child to Doubt
The rotting Grave shall neer get out
He who respects the Infants faith
Triumphs over Hell and Death
He who Doubts from what he sees
Will neer Believe do what you Please
If the Sun and Moon should Doubt
Theyd immediately Go out
Every Night and 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
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