And did those feet in ancient time.
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
And was the holy Lamb of God,
On Englands pleasant pastures seen!
And did the Countenance Divine,
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here,
Among these dark Satanic Mills?
Bring me my Bow of burning gold;
Bring me my Arrows of desire:
Bring me my Spear: O clouds unfold!
Bring me my Chariot of fire!
I will not cease from Mental Fight,
Nor shall my Sword sleep in my hand:
Till we have built Jerusalem,
In Englands green & pleasant Land
From preface Blake wrote for inclusion with Milton, a Poem
Popular Poems of William Blake
- The Tyger
- A Cradle Song
- A Dream
- Holy Thursday
- Infant Joy
- Laughing Song
- Nurse’s Song
- The Blossom
- The Divine Image
- The Little Black Boy
- The Little Boy Found
- The Little Boy Lost
- The Little Girl Found
- The Little Lamb
- The Shepherd
Blake’s major poetry collections are found below.