Songs of innocence and experience / compiled by Lou Burnard
dc.contributor | Burnard, Lou Computing Service, University of Oxford |
dc.contributor.author | Blake, William, 1757-1827 |
dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
dc.date.accessioned | 2022-08-19T14:36:38Z |
dc.date.available | 2022-08-19T14:36:38Z |
dc.date.created | 1789 |
dc.date.issued | 1987-12-17 |
dc.identifier | ota:1195 |
dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.14106/1195 |
dc.description.abstract | In English Title from University of Oxford Text Archive records Songs of innocence first published: 1789. Songs of experience first published: 1794 Modern library of the world's best books |
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dc.language | English |
dc.language.iso | eng |
dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
dc.relation.ispartof | Oxford Text Archive Core Collection |
dc.rights | Distributed by the University of Oxford under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. |
dc.rights.uri | http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/ |
dc.rights.label | PUB |
dc.subject.lcsh | Poems -- Great Britain -- th century |
dc.subject.other | Poems |
dc.title | Songs of innocence and experience / compiled by Lou Burnard |
dc.type | Text |
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branding | Oxford Text Archive |
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files.count | 1 |
otaterms.date.range | 1700-1799 |
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<SHEWING THE TWO CONTRARY STATES OF THE HUMAN SOUL> <SONGS OF INNOCENCE> <T INTRODUCTION> PIPING down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me: "Pipe a song about a Lamb!" So I piped with a merry chear. "Piper, pipe that song again;" So I piped: he wept to hear. "Drop thy pipe, thy happy pipe; Sing thy songs of happy chear:" So I sung the same again, While he wept with joy to hear. "Piper, sit thee down and write In a book, that all may read." So he vanish'd from my sight, And I pluck'd a hollow reed, And I made a rural pen, And I stain'd the wa . . .