Songs+of+Innocence

How sweet is the Shepherd's sweet lot!
 * [|Plate 4] |||| ===The Shepherd ===
 * [|Plate 4] |||| ===The Shepherd ===

 From the morn to the evening he strays;

 He shall follows his sheep all the day,

 And his tongue shall be filled with praise.

 For he hears the lamb's innocent call,

 And he hears the ewe's tender reply;

 He is watchful while they are in peace,

 For they know when their Shepherd is nigh. || "I have no name:
 * [|Plate 5] |||| ===**Infant Joy** ===

 1 am but two days old."

 What shall I call thee:'

 "I happy am,

 Joy is my name."

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Sweet joy befall thee!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Pretty joy!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Sweet joy, but two days old.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Sweet joy I call thee:

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Thou dost smile,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> I sing the while,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Sweet joy befall thee! <span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> || <span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;">Can I see another's woe,
 * [|Plate 6] |||| ===<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;">**On Another's Sorrow:** ===

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And not be in sorrow too!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Can I see another's grief,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And not seek for kind relief!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Can I see a falling tear,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And not feel my sorrow's share?

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Can a father see his child

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> 'Weep, nor be with sorrow fill'd!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Can a mother sit and hear

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> An infant groan, an infant fear?

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> No, no! never can it be!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Never, never can it be!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And can he who smiles on all

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Hear the wren with sorrows small,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Hear the small bird's grief & care,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Hear the woes that infants bear,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And not sit beside the nest,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Pouring pity in their breast;

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And not sit the cradle near,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Weeping tear on infant's tear;

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And not sit both night & day,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Wiping all our tears away?

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> O! no, never can it be!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Never, never can it be!

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> He doth give his joy to all;

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> He becomes an infant small;

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> He becomes a man of woe;

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> He doth feel the sorrow too.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Think not thou canst sigh a sigh,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And thy maker is not by;

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Think not thou canst weep a tear,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And thy maker is not near.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> O! he gives to us his joy

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> That our grief he may destroy;

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Till our grief is fled & gone

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> He doth sit by us and moan. <span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> || <span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;">I love to rise in a summer morn
 * [|Plate 7] |||| ===<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;">The School Boy ===

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> When the birds sing on every tree;

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> The distant huntsman winds his horn,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And the sky-lark sings with me.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> O! what sweet company.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> But to go to school in a summer morn,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> O! it drives all joy away;

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Under a cruel eye outworn,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> The little ones spend the day

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> In sighing and dismay.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Ah! then at times I drooping sit,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And spend many an anxious hour,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Nor in my book can I take delight,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Nor sit in learning's bower,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Worn thro' with the dreary shower.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> How can the bird that is born for joy

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Sit in a cage and sing:'

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Hear can a child, when fears annoy,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> But droop his tender wing,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And forget his youthful spring?

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> O! father & mother, if buds are nip'd

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And blossoms blown away,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> And if the tender plants are strip'd

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Of their joy in the springing day,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> By sorrow and care's dismay,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> How shall the summer arise in joy,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Or the summer fruits appearr

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Or how shall we gather what griefs destroy,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> Or bless the mellowing year,

<span style="font-family: Georgia,Times New Roman,serif,Times,Bookman;"> When the blasts of winter appear? ||