Read more poems by William Blake: William Blake Poems at Poetry X.
Hear the voice of the Bard! Who Present, Past, & Future sees Whose ears have heard The Holy Word, That walk'd among the ancient trees. Calling the lapsed Soul And weeping in the evening dew; That might controll. The starry pole; And fallen fallen light renew! O Earth O Earth return! Arise from out the dewy grass; Night is worn, And the morn Rises from the slumbrous mass. Turn away no more: Why wilt thou turn away The starry floor The watery shore Is given thee till the break of day.
Added: 14 Oct 2001 | Last Read: 13 Feb 2012 2:14 AM | Viewed: 10001 times
A custom PoetryNotes™ eBook may be ordered for this poem. Get help with your homework - delivered in 5-6 days.
For more information...