WILLIAM BLAKE

LONDON (1794)

I wander through each dirty street

Near where the dirty Thames does flow
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.
In every cry of every man,
In every infant's cry of fear.
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind forg'd manacles I hear,
How the chimney sweeper's cry
Blackens o'er the churches' walls.
And the hapless soldier's sigh
Runs in blood down palace walls.
But most the midnight harlot's curse
From every dismal street I hear,
Weaves around the marriage hearse
And blasts the new born infant's tear.

(a) Comment on the details selected in Stanza 1 to characterise London

(b) Classify the impressions conveyed in Stanza 2 and comment on what they contribute
and why you think they were chosen
(c) What is the link Blake makes between the chimney sweep and the church, and the
soldier and palace?
(d) Can you see any link between the harlot, marriage and the new-born?
(e) Outline the criticism Blake is making here and try to place his views in the context
of his time.

A Poison Tree

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 watered it in fears,

Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with 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 veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.