William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

Night - Poem by William Blake

The sun descending in the west,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
And I must seek for mine.
The moon, like a flower,
In heaven's high bower,
With silent delight
Sits and smiles on the night.

Farewell, green fields and happy groves,
Where flocks have took delight.
Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves
The feet of angels bright;
Unseen they pour blessing,
And joy without ceasing,
On each bud and blossom,
And each sleeping bosom.

They look in every thoughtless nest,
Where birds are covered warm;
They visit caves of every beast,
To keep them all from harm.
If they see any weeping
That should have been sleeping,
They pour sleep on their head,
And sit down by their bed.

When wolves and tigers howl for prey,
They pitying stand and weep;
Seeking to drive their thirst away,
And keep them from the sheep.
But if they rush dreadful,
The angels, most heedful,
Receive each mild spirit,
New worlds to inherit.

And there the lion's ruddy eyes
Shall flow with tears of gold,
And pitying the tender cries,
And walking round the fold,
Saying, 'Wrath, by His meekness,
And, by His health, sickness
Is driven away
From our immortal day.

'And now beside thee, bleating lamb,
I can lie down and sleep;
Or think on Him who bore thy name,
Graze after thee and weep.
For, washed in life's river,
My bright mane for ever
Shall shine like the gold
As I guard o'er the fold.'


Comments about Night by William Blake

  • (12/15/2017 2:05:00 AM)


    its very beautiful i liked it so much (Report) Reply

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  • Mohit Katyal (7/12/2017 2:38:00 AM)


    very nice.. i really enjoyed it (Report) Reply

  • Earnest Gatuma (11/2/2016 1:52:00 PM)


    This now is what we call exceptional! Splendid... (Report) Reply

  • Jeanie  Leyba (7/4/2016 4:25:00 PM)


    Very good and beautiful well written. Thanks for sharing (Report) Reply

  • (3/15/2016 7:48:00 AM)


    Marvelous narration of the advent of night and it's aftermath though this pleasurable read. Thanks for sharing it here. (Report) Reply

  • (1/1/2016 7:36:00 PM)


    .............wonderful poem...lovely first stanza ★ (Report) Reply

  • (8/5/2012 11:23:00 PM)


    The poet begins this poem by describing some night features. Then he tells how the angel, in route, blesses and secures human, animals, nature and—all—for the night. A peaceful poem of comfort and security. William Blake’s work is among the best. Truly an incredible poet. I simply love his work and will be reading more. (Report) Reply

  • (5/15/2009 3:26:00 PM)


    This poem is Great, it is describing the night in a perfect way.....it was the poetry question in my previous exam! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • (5/7/2009 7:07:00 AM)


    i studied this poem at school. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 9, 2001

Poem Edited: Wednesday, May 9, 2001


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