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Infant Sorrow
1My mother groan'd! my father wept.
2Into the dangerous world I leapt:
3Helpless, naked, piping loud,
4Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
5Struggling in my father's hands,
6Striving against my swaddling bands,
7Bound and weary, I thought best
8To sulk upon my mother's breast.
The Tyger
1Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
2In the forests of the night,
3What immortal hand or eye
4Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
5In what distant deeps or skies
6Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
7On what wings dare he aspire?
8What the hand dare seize the fire?
9And what shoulder, and what art,
10Could twist the sinews of thy heart,
11And when thy heart began to beat,
12What dread hand? and what dread feet?
13What the hammer? what the chain?
14In what furnace was thy brain?
15What the anvil? what dread grasp
16Dare its deadly terrors clasp?
17When the stars threw down their spears,
18And water'd heaven with their tears,
19Did he smile his work to see?
20Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
21Tyger! Tyger! burning bright
22In the forests of the night,
23What immortal hand or eye,
24Dare frame thy fearful symmetry?
Notes
8] seize the fire: a reference to the myth of Prometheus.
17] stars: i.e., angels, fighting in the original war in heaven.
Time
1 Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years,
2 Ocean of Time, whose waters of deep woe
3Are brackish with the salt of human tears!
4 Thou shoreless flood, which in thy ebb and flow
5Claspest the limits of mortality!
6 And sick of prey, yet howling on for more,
7Vomitest thy wrecks on its inhospitable shore;
8 Treacherous in calm, and terrible in storm,
9 Who shall put forth on thee,
10 Unfathomable Sea?
Mutability
1 The flower that smiles to-day
2 To-morrow dies;
3All that we wish to stay
4 Tempts and then flies.
5What is this world's delight?
6Lightning that mocks the night,
7 Brief even as bright.
8 Virtue, how frail it is!
9 Friendship how rare!
10Love, how it sells poor bliss
11 For proud despair!
12But we, though soon they fall,
13Survive their joy, and all
14 Which ours we call.
15 Whilst skies are blue and bright,
16 Whilst flowers are gay,
17Whilst eyes that change ere night
18 Make glad the day;
19Whilst yet the calm hours creep,
20Dream thou--and from thy sleep
21 Then wake to weep.