Saturday 3 April 2010

Innocence



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

3 comments:

  1. Childrens' rhymes? Rhymes for children? Very fine thoughts. Not only in these Easter days.

    Best wishes
    Ralf

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  2. What a gorgeous little girl! an innocent lamb. And what a charming little poem by Blake!
    Thanks, Nice.

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  3. Me encanta tu blog...es muy bonito y este poema de Blake es uno de mis poetas favoritos.

    Besos

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