William Blake Angel Poems

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!
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I heard an Angel singing
When the day was springing,
'Mercy, Pity, Peace
Is the world's release.'
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The Angel that presided o'er my birth
Said, 'Little creature, form'd of Joy and Mirth,
'Go love without the help of any Thing on Earth.'
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