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.

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