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13. Sep 2005

Mercy, Pity, Peace

Angel by 
I heard an Angel singing  
When the day was springing,  
"Mercy, Pity, and Peace  
Is the world's release."  
Thus he sung all day  
Over the new-mown hay,  
Till the sun went down  
And haycocks lookèd brown.  
I heard a Devil curse  
Over the heath and the furze:  
"Mercy could be no more,  
If there was nobody poor,  
And pity no more could be,  
If all were as happy as ye:  
And mutual fear brings peace.  
Miseries' increase  
Are mercy, pity, peace."  
At his curse the sun went down,  
And the heavens gave a frown.  
William Blake (1857-1727)