William Blake

WILLIAM BLAKE: The Blossom

The Blossom

From Songs of Innocence

Merry, merry sparrow!
Under leaves so green
A happy blossom
Sees you, swift as arrow,
Seek your cradle narrow,
Near my bosom.
Pretty, pretty robin!
Under leaves so green
A happy blossom
Hears you sobbing, sobbing,
Pretty, pretty robin,
Near my bosom.

You are here: Home » British/American Poets » William Blake » The Blossom

By using our website, you agree to our cookie policy. Close