I heard an Angel singing <br /> When the day was springing, <br /> 'Mercy, Pity, Peace <br /> Is the world's release.' <br /> <br /> Thus he sung all day <br /> Over the new mown hay, <br /> Till the sun went down <br /> And haycocks looked brown. <br /> <br /> I heard a Devil curse <br /> Over the heath and the furze, <br /> 'Mercy could be no more, <br /> If there was nobody poor, <br /> <br /> And pity no more could be, <br /> If all were as happy as we.' <br /> At his curse the sun went down, <br /> And the heavens gave a frown. <br /> <br /> Down pour'd the heavy rain <br /> Over the new reap'd grain ... <br /> And Miseries' increase <br /> Is Mercy, Pity, Peace.<br /><br />William Blake<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-heard-an-angel/
