Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, BLAKE, by HAROLD LEWIS COOK



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BLAKE, by                    
First Line: Blake was the child who saw
Last Line: For visions like these.
Subject(s): Blake, William (1757-1827)


Blake was the child who saw
God at his window-pane.
He frightened Blake and then
Went away again.

Blake saw angels in
A tree at Peckham Rye,
Like stars upon the branches
They flamed before his eye.

Blake was a madman to
The men of his day;
They never saw the Lord
Or Heaven his way.

It is a queer thing:
Though I am wise and sane
God does not come to stare
Through my window-pane,

Nor anywhere in London
Do angels stand in trees,
Though I have knelt down yearning
For visions like these.





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