The Tory: Perspectives And Poems: Dr Pratt Datta

Auguries of Innocence (continued) William Blake He who shall train the Horse to War Shall never pass the Polar Bar  The Beggars Dog & Widows Cat  Feed them & thou wilt grow fat  The Gnat that sings his Summers Song Poison gets from Slanders tongue  The poison of the Snake & Newt Is the sweat of Envys Foot  The poison of the Honey Bee Is the Artists Jealousy The Princes Robes & Beggars Rags Are Toadstools on the Misers Bags  A Truth thats told with bad intent Beats all the Lies you can invent  It is right it should be so  Man was made for Joy & Woe  And when this we rightly know  Thro the World we safely go  Joy & Woe are woven fine  A Clothing for the soul divine  Under every grief & pine Runs a joy with silken twine  The Babe is more than swadling Bands Throughout all these Human Lands Tools were made & Born were hands  Every Farmer Understands Every Tear from Every Eye Becomes a Babe in Eternity  This is caught by Females bright And returnd to its own delight  The Bleat the