Nature
The Blossom
From Songs Of Innocence
Nature
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.
Cite this poem
MLA
Blake, William. “The Blossom.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/blake/5/.
Chicago
Blake, William. “The Blossom.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/blake/5/.
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