Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fea...
I dreamt a dream! what can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen,
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne'e...
Little Fly,
Thy summer's play
My thoughtless hand
Has brush'd away.
...
О Rose, thou art sick!
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night,
In the howling st...
When the voices of children are heard on the green
And whisp'rings are in the dale,
The days of my youth rise fresh in my mind,
M...
A little black thing among the snow,
Crying ' 'weep! 'weep!' in notes of woe!
'Where are thy father and mother, say?' -
...
All the night in woe
Lyca's parents go
Over valleys deep,
While the deserts weep.
...
In futurity
I prophetic see
That the earth from sleep
(Grave the sentence deep)
...
Is this a holy thing to see
In a rich and fruitful land,
Babes reduc'd to misery,
Fed with cold a...
'Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a ...
Earth rais'd up her head
From the darkness dread and drear.
Her light fled,
Stony dread!
...
Hear the voice of the Bard!
Who present, past, and future, sees;
Whose ears have heard
The Holy Word
...
Can I see another's woe,
And not be in sorrow too?
Can I see another's grief,
And not seek for ki...
Once a dream did weave a shade
O'er my Angel-guarded bed,
That an emmet lost its way
Where on grass...
'I have no name:
I am but two days old.'
What shall I call thee?
'I happy am,
...
