William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

The Wild Flower's Song

Poem by William Blake

As I wandered the forest,
The green leaves among,
I heard a Wild Flower
Singing a song.

'I slept in the earth
In the silent night,
I murmured my fears
And I felt delight.

'In the morning I went
As rosy as morn,
To seek for new joy;
But oh! met with scorn.'

Topic(s) of this poem: flower

Comments about The Wild Flower's Song by William Blake

  • Indira RenganathanIndira Renganathan (12/5/2016 7:39:00 AM)

    what happened to the flower to met with scorn...not clear to me(Report)Reply

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal (2/8/2016 3:40:00 AM)

    Superb imagery......................10+++(Report)Reply

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  • * Sunprincess * (12/31/2015 12:52:00 PM)

    ............so fantastic....and such a beautiful poem ★(Report)Reply

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  • Merna Ibrahim (11/29/2009 10:45:00 AM)

    What a beautiful song! !
    You are a real and talented artist! !

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, May 10, 2001

Poem Edited: Friday, January 2, 2015

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