William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

The Angel - Poem by William Blake

I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen
Guarded by an Angel mild:
Witless woe was ne'er beguiled!

And I wept both night and day,
And he wiped my tears away;
And I wept both day and night,
And hid from him my heart's delight.

So he took his wings, and fled;
Then the morn blushed rosy red.
I dried my tears, and armed my fears
With ten-thousand shields and spears.

Soon my Angel came again;
I was armed, he came in vain;
For the time of youth was fled,
And grey hairs were on my head.


Comments about The Angel by William Blake

  • Britte Ninad (5/29/2018 11:08:00 PM)


    Soon my Angel came again;
    I was armed, he came in vain;
    For the time of youth was fled,
    And grey hairs were on my head.
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  • Lusiana Deborah (5/1/2018 9:36:00 AM)


    I love to read this poems. great (Report) Reply

  • (4/8/2018 12:09:00 PM)


    It’s a good poem by William Blake, he should make a poem called everyday bro (Report) Reply

  • (2/21/2018 10:11:00 AM)


    sorry didn't mean to do that (Report) Reply

  • (2/21/2018 10:10:00 AM)


    Im sorry I did not mean to do that.
    I really like the poem and how William Blake describes the queen and the angel
    (Report) Reply

  • (2/21/2018 10:07:00 AM)


    hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi hi (Report) Reply

  • Stephen Loomes (2/21/2018 12:56:00 AM)


    Blake speaks of the loss of his youthful innocence as the shell of his ego sends his angel away. (Report) Reply

  • Stephen Loomes (2/21/2018 12:55:00 AM)


    Peter Ackroyd hang your head in eternal shame for writing a biography, the genius of William Blake, to defame, you are less than dust beneath his feet, your lack of comprehension is quite complete, and will be quite forgotten and your essay long forgotten as Blake walkks mystically to eternity upon his exquisite metered feet. (Report) Reply

  • (1/23/2018 5:24:00 AM)


    most epic poem ever in the world thank you william (Report) Reply

  • (1/9/2018 5:36:00 AM)


    most boring poem ever (Report) Reply

    (1/12/2018 11:11:00 PM)

    you are the most boring poem ever

  • (12/9/2017 1:35:00 AM)


    I chose this poem because it felt (Report) Reply

  • Earnest Gatuma (11/6/2016 9:02:00 AM)


    I really love the revelation put through here, it visualizes the age of success much further than that of failure. (Report) Reply

  • Mizzy ........ (8/31/2016 2:37:00 PM)


    Superb advice here....great poem. (Report) Reply

  • (7/4/2016 8:39:00 PM)


    ........absolutely beautiful, an amazing dream, maybe the meaning is life is so so short
    so when love comes, do not let it slip away, because if love comes again you may be old and grey ★
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  • Maria C. Pires Costa (11/5/2014 7:58:00 AM)


    This is a very sensitive, touching thread moving from love, protection to times of youth versus ageing...
    Love it!
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    (11/25/2014 11:00:00 AM)

    I agree

  • (7/4/2014 4:13:00 AM)


    It is a wonderful and beautiful poem. (Report) Reply

  • Biplab Singha (6/14/2014 6:47:00 PM)


    Uncommon and uncomparable, , , , , , , , like it. (Report) Reply

  • (11/19/2011 1:12:00 PM)


    Let me offer a revised and improved version of my first comment posted 6/14/09, I meant to say that the speaker in the 'The Angel' withheld a secret of a shameful deed from the heavenly visitor. And it's not 'Willie's' feminine side that he is ashamed of, but whatever it is it bothers him no end! Where some of you get your notions from leaves me befuddled at times! (Report) Reply

    Stephen Loomes (2/21/2018 12:58:00 AM)

    Perhaps befuddlement is your natural state

  • (6/14/2011 1:16:00 PM)


    It is just... Soothing (Report) Reply

    (3/16/2018 8:02:00 PM)

    I couldn't agree more, Chinwe!

  • (6/14/2011 1:34:00 AM)


    What else can anybody comment on the poem except ha! ha! ha! Brilliant. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 14, 2012


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