Awake, awake, my little boy!
Thou wast thy mother's only joy;
Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep?
Awake! thy father does thee keep.
"O, what land is the Land of Dreams?
What are its mountains, and what are its streams?
O father! I saw my mother there,
Among the lilies by waters fair.
"Among the lambs, cloth'd in white,
She walk'd with her Thomas in sweet delight.
I wept for joy, like a dove I mourn;
O! when shall I again return?"
Dear child, I also by pleasant streams
Have wander'd all night in the Land of Dreams;
But tho' calm and warm the waters wide,
I could not get to the other side.
"Father, O father! what do we here
In this land of unbelief and fear?
The Land of Dreams is better far
Above the light of the morning star."
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More Poems by William Blake
• A Divine Image
• A Dream
• A Little Boy Lost
• A Little Girl Lost
• A Poison Tree
• Auguries Of Innocence
• Earth's Answer
• Holy Thursday
• Human Abstract
• I Heard An Angel
• Infant Joy
• Infant Sorrow
• Jerusalem
• Laughing Song
• London
• Love's Secret
• Mad Song
• My Pretty Rose Tree
• Night
• Nurse's Song
• On Another's Sorrow
• Preludium To America
• The Blossom
• The Chimney Sweeper
• The Fly
• The Garden Of Love
• The Grey Monk
• The Lamb
• The Land Of Dreams
• The Lily
• The Little Black Boy
• The Little Vagabond
• The Question Answered
• The Sick Rose
• The Tiger
• The Wild Flower's Song
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