When the day was springing

Running rest-day ...

... and here's one from William Blake, taken from the pictured 1988 collection.


I Heard an Angel

I heard an Angel singing
When the day was springing
Mercy Pity Peace
Is the worlds release

Thus he sung all day
Over the new mown hay
Till the sun went down
And haycocks looked brown

I heard a Devil curse
Over the heath & the furze
Mercy could be no more
If there was nobody poor

And pity no more could be
If all were as happy as we
At his curse the sun went down
And the heavens gave a frown

Down poured the heavy rain
Over the new reaped grain
And Miseries increase
Is Mercy Pity Peace