I don't quite understand how your first paragraph fits into the argument though given the two "That said"s in quick succession, it looks as though you reorganised this answer a bit at some point? Are you pointing out the horror of using "easily replaceable" children as chimney sweeps, to support viewing the poem as a SoE, or pointing out that they were children and therefore more innocent, to suppport viewing it as a SoI? The Innocence one which you're asking about runs as follows: And by came an angel, who had a bright key, And he opened the coffins, and set them all free; Then down a green plain, leaping, laughing, they run And wash in a river, and shine in the sun.
In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the hand dare sieze the fire? And when thy heart began to beat, What dread hand?
In what furnace was thy brain? When the stars threw down their spears, And water'd heaven with their tears, Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee? Then I went to my Pretty Rose-tree, To tend her by day and by night; But my Rose turn'd away with jealousy, And her thorns were my only delight.
Where the Youth pined away with desire And the pale Virgin shrouded in snow Arise from their graves, and aspire Where my Sun-flower wishes to go. The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, The humble Sheep a threat'ning horn; While the Lilly white shall in Love delight, Nor a thorn, nor a threat, stain her beauty bright.
I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green. But if at the Church they would give us some Ale, And a pleasant fire our souls to regale, We'd sing and we'd pray all the live-long day, Nor ever once wish from the Church to stray.
I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every Infant's cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.
But most thro' midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlot's curse Blasts the new born Infant's tear, And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse. Pity would be no more If we did not make somebody Poor; And Mercy no more could be If all were as happy as we.
And mutual fear brings peace, Till the selfish loves increase: Then Cruelty knits a snare, And spreads his baits with care. He sits down with holy fears, And waters the grounds with tears; Then Humility takes its root Underneath his foot.
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And it bears the fruit of Deceit, Ruddy and sweet to eat; And the Raven his nest has made In its thickest shade.
The Gods of the earth and sea Sought thro' Nature to find this Tree; But their search was all in vain: There grows one in the Human Brain. Into the dangerous world I leapt: Helpless, naked, piping loud: Like a fiend hid in a cloud.
Struggling in my father's hands, Striving against my swadling bands, Bound and weary I thought best To sulk upon my mother's breast. I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright; And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine, And into my garden stole When the night had veil'd the pole: In the morning glad I see My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.
I love you like the little bird That picks up crumbs around the door. He led him by his little coat, And all admir'd the Priestly care.File:William Blake - Songs of Innocence and of Experience, Plate 3, "Introduction" (Bentley 4) - Google Art arteensevilla.com From Wikimedia Commons, the free media repository Jump to navigation Jump to search.
This is a vastly different vision of heaven from the one in the Innocence poem: a heaven for the rich built upon the wretched labour of the poor, rather than a heaven where the poor can finally find happiness. Some of the Songs of Innocence are entirely 'innocent', about childen and nature and joy.
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Blake has paired many of the poems in Songs of Innocence and Experience, in order to present the same situation or the problem through the lens of innocence first and then experience. Normally, both versions of Blake’s poems subtly attack some form of organization.
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If you know Blake's poems you're getting only half―or rather none of―the picture. ― The New York Times In his Illuminated Books.