Song: How Sweet I Roam’d from Field to Field

Author: William Blake  | Date: 1783

HOW SWEET I ROAM’D FROM FIELD TO FIELD

HOW sweet I roam’d from field to field,

And tasted all the summer’s pride,

’Till I the prince of love beheld,

Who in the sunny beams did glide!

He shew’d me lilies for my hair,

And blushing roses for my brow;

He led me through his gardens fair

Where all his golden pleasures grow.

With sweet May dews my wings were wet,

And Phoebus fir’d my vocal rage;

He caught me in his silken net,

And shut me in his golden cage.

He loves to sit and hear me sing,

Then, laughing, sports and plays with me;

Then stretches out my golden wing,

And mocks my loss of liberty.

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Chicago: William Blake, Song: How Sweet I Roam’d from Field to Field in Library of the Future ® 4th Edition Ver. 5.0 (Irvine, CA: World Library, Inc., 1996), Original Sources, accessed August 22, 2019, http://originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=7N9BPVG6YQYI55P.

MLA: Blake, William. Song: How Sweet I Roam’d from Field to Field, in Library of the Future ® 4th Edition Ver. 5.0, Irvine, CA, World Library, Inc., 1996, Original Sources. 22 Aug. 2019. originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=7N9BPVG6YQYI55P.

Harvard: Blake, W, Song: How Sweet I Roam’d from Field to Field. cited in 1996, Library of the Future ® 4th Edition Ver. 5.0, World Library, Inc., Irvine, CA. Original Sources, retrieved 22 August 2019, from http://originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=7N9BPVG6YQYI55P.