The Lamb Poem by William Blake
The Lamb
Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed,
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Little Lamb, I'll tell thee,
Little Lamb, I'll tell thee.
He is called by thy name,
For He calls Himself a Lamb.
He is meek, and He is mild;
He became a little child.
I a child, and thou a lamb,
We are called by His name.
Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Little Lamb, God bless thee!
I love this poem especially because lambs are my favourite animal ever🐏🐏🐏🐑🐑🐑🐑
Me too @SallyPatterson. Oh i just realized in school i sat next to you in English, we should catch up one day!
This is an amazing poem and i agree Sally lambs are so cute! Ive stopped eating them since i saw them bouncing along a field when i went on holiday last year!
If you seek to understand the meaning to Blake's The Tyger you should first read The Lamb. Both are paradox's of each other. But both a pair.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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....the poem is symbolic of it, i all love my own heart; thanks...