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(Songs of Innocence and Experience)*, . , , ... , . (9, 28)
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To see a World in a grain of sand,
And a Heaven in a wild flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand,
And Eternity in an hour. (1, 324)

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A robin redbreast in a cage
Puts all Heaven in a rage.
A dove-house fill'd with doves & pigeons
Shudders Hell thro' all its regions. (1, 324)


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A dog starvd at his masters gate
Predicts the ruin of the State.
A horse misusd upon the road
Calls to Heaven for human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted hare
A fibre from the brain does tear. (1, 324)


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A skylark wounded in the wing,
A cherubim does cease to sing. (1, 324)


. (3, 303)
. . , (your reason).
Every wolfs and lionshowl
Raises from Hell a Human soul. (1, 324)


. (3, 303)
. . . ! , ... (1, 383)
The wild deer, wandering here and there,
Keeps the Human soul from care. (1, 324)

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He who shall teach the child to doubt
The rotting grave shall neer get out
He who respects the infants faith
Triumphs over Hell and Death. (1, 328)


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The owl that calls upon the night
Speaks unbelievers fright. (1, 324)


. (3, 304)
... , , , . , . . , , . , , . , . (1, 359)
He who shall hert the little wren
Shall never be belovd by men.
He who the ox to wrath has movd
Shall never be by woman lovd. (1, 324)

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To be in a passion you good may do,
But no good if a passion is in you. (1, 330)

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He who shall train the horse to war
Shall never pass the polar bar. (1, 326)


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The soldier armd with sword and gun,
Palsied strikes the summers sun. (1, 328)


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Nought can deform the human race
Like to the armours iron brace. (1, 328)


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It is right it should be so;
Man was made for joy and woe;
And when this we rightly know,
Throthe world we safely go. (1, 326)

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Joy and woe are woven fine,
A clothingfor the soul divine;
Under every grief and pine
Runs a joy with silken twine. (1, 326)

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Every tear from every eye
Becomes a babe in Eternity;
This is caught by Females bright
And returnd to its own delight. (1, 326)

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, . , : . (Mental Traveller). (2, 215) . , , . ( , ). , , .
A riddle, or the crickets cry,
Is to Doubt a fit reply. (1, 328)


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The emmets inch and eagles smile
Make lame Philosophy to smile. (1, 330)


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He who doubts from what he sees
Will neer believe, do what you please. (1, 330)

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If the Sun and Moon should doubt,
Theyd immediately go out. (1, 330)

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, . , , . , : ! (1, 361)
Every night and every morn
Some to misery are born.
Every morn and every night
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight,
Some are born to endless night. (1, 330)

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We are led to believe a lie
When we see not throthe eye,
Which was born in a night, to perish in a night,
When the Soul slept in beams of light. (1, 330)

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God appears, and God is Light,
To those poor souls who dwell in Night;
But does a Human Form display
To those who dwell in realms of Day. (1, 330)


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1. Blake W. Selected Verse. M.: Progress Publishers, 1982 / . . . .: , 1982.
2. . . -.: -. 1993.
3. . . .: . . 1978.
4. . . . // . .: . . 1975.
5. .. . .: . 1966.
6. .-. // .-. . .: , 1990.
7. . // . . -.: -. 1993.
8. .. . .:. 1957. 28 .
9. . . // . . .: . 1982.
10. . . . . . . // . .: 1997, 11.
11. . . .: . 1960. 72.
12. . .. .: . 1962.
13. .. .. . // . .: . 1985.
14. . // .. .: 1995, 15 , 7, .7.
15. Morris W. The Lesser Arts. In: Collected Works, vol.II, p.17.


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* : . . , innocence . , , innocence , . ... , , , . (7, 13)

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