Poem by William Blake

The Two Songs

I heard an Angel Singing
When the day was springing:
"Mercy, pity, and peace,
Are the world's release."

So he sang all day
Over the new-mown hay,
Till the sun went down,
And the haycocks looked brown.

I heard a devil curse
Over the heath and the furse:
"Mercy vould be no more
If there were nobody poor,
And pity no more could be
If all were happy as ye:
And mutual fear brings peace,
Misery's increase
Are mercy, pity, and peace."

At his curse the sun went down,
And the heavens gave a frown.

1. The Everlasting Gospel
2. Three Things to Remember
3. Songs of Experience. The Chimney Sweeper
4. Songs of Experience. The Little Girl Found
5. To the Accuser Who Is the God of This World

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