Little Lamb who made thee
Dost thou know who made thee
Gave thee life and bid thee feed.
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Tiger, Tiger, burning bright,
In the forest of the night:
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
From Songs of Innocence and Experience
by William Blake
Childrens' rhymes? Rhymes for children? Very fine thoughts. Not only in these Easter days.
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Ralf
What a gorgeous little girl! an innocent lamb. And what a charming little poem by Blake!
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Me encanta tu blog...es muy bonito y este poema de Blake es uno de mis poetas favoritos.
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