Poetry
Quotes
The Little Boy Lost
"Father! father! where are you going? O do not walk so fast. Speak, father, speak to your little boy, Or else I shall be lost." The night was dark, no father was there; The child was wet with dew; The mire was deep, & the child did weep, And away the vapour flew. Poem by William Blake (from Songs of Innocence, 1791)
William Blake Poems
Love's SecretThe Sick Rose
The Tiger
A Poison Tree
