William Blake

Cruelty has a Human Heart
And Jealousy a Human Face
Terror, the Human Form Divine
And Secrecy, the Human Dress.

5The Human Dress, is forged Iron
The Human Form, a fiery Forge.
The Human Face, a Furnace seal'd
The Human Heart, its hungry Gorge.

Can I see anothers woe,
And not be in sorrow too.
Can I see anothers grief,
And not seek for kind relief?

Can I see a falling tear,
And not feel my sorrows share,
Can a father see his child,
Weep, nor be with sorrow fill'd.

See what it is to play unfair!
Where cheating is, there's mischief there.

Can a mother sit and hear,
10An infant groan an infant fear —
No no never can it be.
Never never can it be.

And can he who smiles on all
Hear the wren with sorrows small,
15Hear the small birds grief & care
Hear the woes that infants bear—

And not sit beside the nest
Pouring pity in their breast,
And not sit the cradle near
Weeping tear on infants tear.

And not sit both night & day,
Wiping all our tears away.
O! no never can it be.
Never never can it be.

Never seek to tell thy love,
Love that never told can be;
For the gentle wind does move
Silently, invisibly

I told my love, i told my love,
I told her all my heart;
Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears,
Ah! she doth depart.

Soon as she was gone from me,
A traveller came by,
Silently, invisibly:
He took her with a sigh.

When a man has married a wife, he finds out whether
Her knees and elbows are only glued together.