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Songs of Innocence and of Experience

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Songs of Innocence and of Experience is an illustrated collection of poems by William Blake. It appeared in two phases. A few first copies were printed and illuminated by William Blake himself in 1789; five years later he bound these poems with a set of new poems in a volume titled Songs of Innocence and of Experience Shewing the Two Contrary States of the Human Soul.
Paperback, 56 pages
Published January 1st 2005 by (first published 1789)
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Oct 15, 2019 rated it it was amazing  ·  review of another edition
Recommended to Ilse by: Jan-Maat
Shelves: 2019, poetry, uk, reviewed
Two contrary states of the human soul

The moon like a flower,
In Heavens high bower;
With silent delight,
Sits and smiles on the night.


At times the weight of the reputation of an artist is that intimidating I can barely overcome trepidation to venture into approaching his or her work. William Blake is such an artist. So when this lovely little book arrived in the letter box as a birthday present, it felt like a sweet little heartening push, giving me the courage to dive into the refreshing w
Sean Barrs
Jan 19, 2015 rated it it was amazing  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: Truth seekers
“Am not I
A fly like thee?
Or art not thou
A man like me?”

Out of all the poetry I have read, these four lines are amongst my favourite. They have stuck with me over several years and seem to resonate within me. I’ve even considered having them tattooed onto my arm. Why these lines? You may ask.

It’s simple really: they say so much. Different readings can be made here, but the one I see most strongly is man talking to nature. Man questions it; he asks if he is the same as nature and if nature is
Virginia Ronan ♥ Herondale ♥
I have to admit that I rarely read poetry, not because I don’t want to but mostly because my library usually doesn’t have the kind of poetry that I long for. So imagine my surprise when I found this little new gem in between one of my beloved and already so very familiar bookshelves.

It was love at first sight and I don’t regret anything. <3

”O Rose, thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm:

Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy l
Tadiana ✩Night Owl☽
Tyger! Tyger! burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
I don’t think I would dare give any collection of poems that contains the above lines anything less than five stars. Luckily, although every poem isn’t a winner for me (cough*Laughing Song*cough), there are so many immortal poems in this collection that I don’t feel the least bit guilty for giving the collection the full five stars. I started collecting some of my favorite lines
Dec 24, 2015 rated it really liked it  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: 2015
Billy Blake Who Made Thee?


Poet Poet, burning bright,
In the stanzas of the night;
What romantic coquetry,
Could frame thy fearful poetry?

In what distant when or whys,
roll'd the epic of thine eyes?
On wet verse dare he aspire?
What poet's hand, robs Shelly's pyre?

And what meter, & what art,
Could twist the cadence of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread iambs? & what dread feet?

What the motif? what the type,
In what belly was thy gripe?
What the image? what simile,
Dare its deadly
Jul 28, 2013 rated it really liked it
Recommends it for: Those in need of a peaceful place to breathe.
Shelves: poetry
...Folly is an endless maze;
Tangled roots perplex her ways;
How many have fallen there!
They stumble all night over bones of the dead;
And feel — they know not what but care;
And wish to lead others, when they should be led.

- William Blake, "The Voice of the Ancient Bard"

The smile of a child. The face of a lamb. The purity of maternal love. Solidarity. These are images chosen by Blake to convey his thoughts on innocence. When I think of innocence, I cannot help picturing in my head the greenest mead
Mar 26, 2013 rated it it was amazing
Well, one lousy review can't do Blake's poems any justice, not unless you're flush with time and the soul of a poet, yourself. :)

I can say, however, that the title kinda gives the whole gig away. :) The first section is rife with allusions to Jesus and the second is full of wry and rather sarcastic religious revolutionary insights that I *clearly* appreciate much more than the innocent ones. :)

Yes, love should be shown! No, life should not be this dreary and repressed thing. :)

I particularly l
Michael Finocchiaro
Oct 11, 2016 rated it it was amazing
I adore William Blake's poetry and this illustrated collection is fantastic. Unlike other British poets from centuries back (like John Donne for example), his text is usually far easier to read even without a thesaurus and always delightful and full of imagery. a Must!
Lit Bug
Apr 09, 2013 rated it liked it
Shelves: british, poetry
My first brush with Blake was through the impeccable poem London more than a decade back. Since then, I'd got to read more poems of his, all carefully chosen by the academicians, quickly putting him in my list of favorite poets. Then before I reached my twenties, I read this little collection, and liked it immensely.

Songs of Innocence was what I was looking for, with its naïve outlook on life, the idyllic pictures of innocence I was unwilling to leave behind on my trek to youth. I was enamored (
Mar 06, 2014 rated it liked it  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: classics
That moment when your favorite Tv Show makes you read Romantic poetry of the 18th century.

Tristram Shandy
Innumerable Dimensions of Poetry

I admit that I am much more at ease writing reviews on novels or short stories than on poetry because I am afraid that I might slip into the intricacies of close text analysis before I have said knife, and that would definitely reek too much of school. Reading Blake’s Songs of Innocence and of Experience, however, made it clear to me once more how much I would be losing by passing on reading and discussing poetry altogether, and one of the things I resolved to do
Jun 17, 2018 rated it really liked it
Okay. Four stars.

I've read the Songs along with a wonderful commentary by Alan Tomlinson, who juxtaposes contrary poems from Innocence and Experience and explains them in relation to one another. More on his book in a review later.

Here's what I think of the Songs:

First, a confession. I've read them out loud like an idiot, savoring the crunchy taste of consonants and breathing through the vowels, dancing with some of the poems (the pretty ones) and enjoying the high and low of raising and lower
Mike Puma
Oct 23, 2013 rated it liked it  ·  review of another edition
Recommends it for: you know who you are
A review, of sorts, may be found in Message 1.
Mar 24, 2012 rated it really liked it
It was a required reading at English poetry seminar in college. Some parts were quite difficult for me to understand but others were very enjoyable.
Connie G
Dec 06, 2017 rated it really liked it
William Blake was an English painter and printmaker, as well as a poet and social critic. In 1789 he printed a small number of his illustrated books of poetry which were colored with paint by hand. The pages of Blake's lovely "Songs of Innocence and Experience" can be seen on the British Library's website:

The Songs of Innocence depict the world in a pure, childlike innocence. The Songs of Experience look at the world from the view of an adult who can see
Feb 17, 2015 rated it really liked it
Shelves: poetry
William Blake’s short poems profess a narrative far beyond what actually exists on the page. They communicate with incredible power and economy, smashing to smithereens the false structures of existing beliefs and opinions. His poems are like gravel thrown into a pool, ripples radiating outwards indefinitely, stirring everything they touch.
David Sarkies
Jan 09, 2020 rated it it was amazing  ·  review of another edition
Shelves: poetry
A Man Before His Time
9 January 2020

I’m glad I got this version of the book as opposed to the other ones which just give you the texts of Blake’s poems because I discovered that there is actually a lot more to his work than just the poems. Don’t get me wrong, the poems are great, and there are certainly a number of them there that I remember reading back in high school (such as The Tyger – I wonder if that is connected to a nightclub in London?). However, I discovered that Blake was also an arti
Apr 03, 2014 rated it it was amazing
Shelves: reviewed
Blake’s Songs of Innocence and Experience (1794) juxtapose the innocent, pastoral world of childhood against an adult world of corruption and repression; while such poems as “The Lamb” represent a meek virtue, poems like “The Tyger” exhibit opposing, darker forces. Thus the collection as a whole explores the value and limitations of two different perspectives on the world. Many of the poems fall into pairs, so that the same situation or problem is seen through the lens of innocence first and the ...more
Salma Bk
Dec 18, 2019 rated it it was amazing
Songs of innocence and of experience is an illustrated collection of poems printed and illuminated by William Blake himself in 1789. He was strongly inspired by the excesses of violence during the French revolution in 1794.
The first part of the collection is intended for the childhood period, the highlighting of innocence and childhood dreams. The second part is rather devoted to adulthood "experience".
I was impressed by the entire collection, admired by the description and metaphors used b
Jason Gignac

I know, I'm very purply in my prose when I talk about books, and I have a tendency to say everything is beautiful. I know this probably takes away from the impact of when I really find something life-changingly perfect. Do not let my larkety-la-ti-da writing style in reviews, however, stop you from putting down whatever you're reading, and immediately adding this precious book to the store of books you've read.

I can honestly say that, if the other things William Blake wrote are as beautiful
Sep 19, 2019 rated it it was ok
Shelves: poetry
Annnnnnnnnnnddddd I remember why I got a B in poetry. I just don't get some of this stuff. (Well, that and I quit the class halfway through but shhhhhh.)
A few poems I found excellent; a few I found "too cute" in the trite sense; and the majority I just went 'um, well, okay then.'
So two stars it is.
It is a mixture of the light of night and the dark of day (whatever I even mean by know what, just go fucking read this it's happy, sad, dark, weird, beautiful, and great and will take you like two hours to read at MOST).
Apr 16, 2019 rated it it was amazing
William Blake was a visionary genius twice over—he is one of Britain’s greatest visual artists and one of the greatest poets in the English language. Blake exhibits his artistry and unyielding individuality in Songs of Innocence and of Experience where he marries word to image. He handcrafted the book, creating 54 illuminated plates.

William Blake lived for mystery. The Prophet's imagination mingled lawlessly with his sensations. In 1789, he issued his first masterpiece, 19 little songs of innoce
Dec 17, 2009 rated it really liked it
Seen in this week's Private Eye:
Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
In the middle of the night
What on earth was going on?
Perhaps we will never know
from Songs of Innocent Until Proven Guilty
Jessica ❁ ➳ Silverbow ➳ ❁ Rabid Reads-no-more
Maybe it's sacrilege, maybe it isn't, but I've never been a fan of Blake, artwork or poetry. *shrugs*

It could be b/c I studied him alongside many whom I felt were vastly superior: Byron, Wordsworth, Coleridge, Keats, BURNS, SCOTT (in caps b/c LOVE my Irish poets), Hopkins came a bit later and is considered Victorian, but I don't care b/c LOVE him, too . . . "The just man justices . . ."

Indeed, he does.

So yeah . . . for me, Blake doesn't measure up.
Katie Lumsden
Jul 31, 2018 rated it really liked it
I really enjoyed these, especially the way the poems pair together between the sections.
Feb 18, 2015 rated it really liked it
Shelves: classics, poetry, poems
Full of beautiful poems which intend to express human spirit restrained by conservative rules.Besides, I could feel the burning desires the poet wanted to express.

Among the poems I appreciated :


I laid me down upon a bank,
Where Love lay sleeping;
I heard among the rushes dank
Weeping, weeping.

Then I went to the heath and the wild,
To the thistles and thorns of the waste;
And they told me how they were beguiled,
Driven out, and compelled to the chaste.

I went to the Garden of Love,
Huda AbuKhoti
Aug 23, 2012 rated it it was amazing
Shelves: favorites
Amazing read!

You might feel a bit bored of the overly joyous innocence poems, but when you start reading the experience poems, the book becomes perfectly balanced

My favorites were of course in the experience chapter:

I loved the Clod and the Pebble It really was the ultimate poem of contrast.

'Love seeketh not itself to please,
Nor for itself hath any care,
But for another gives its ease,
And builds a heaven in hell's despair.'

So sung a little clod of clay,
Trodden with the cattle's feet,
But a pebb
Ayse Kelce
Nov 04, 2016 added it
Shelves: 2016, poetry
When my mother died I was very young,
And my father sold me while yet my tongue
Could scarcely cry " 'weep! 'weep! 'weep! 'weep!"
So your chimneys I sweep & in soot I sleep.

There's little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head
That curled like a lamb's back, was shaved, so I said,
"Hush, Tom! never mind it, for when your head's bare,
You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair."

And so he was quiet, & that very night,
As Tom was a-sleeping he had such a sight!
That thousands of sweepers, Di
Aug 27, 2011 rated it it was amazing
William Blake, my favorite poet of all time. Always overshadowed by his fellow Romantic contemporaries, such as Wordsworth, much to my dismay and the detriment of poetry lovers everywhere.

Songs of Innocence and Experience is a must-read period, regardless of genres. Anyone with an artistic soul will only benefit from its beauty and perfection. It is truly an enriching experience.

The Chimney Sweeper is my personal favorite. I cry every time I read it without fail.
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“I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I water'd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with my smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.

- A Poison Tree
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