| William Stanley Braithwaite, ed. The Book of Georgian Verse. 1909. | | | | Song: ‘How sweet I roam’d from field to field’ | | By William Blake (1757–1827) |
| | | 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! | |
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| He shew’d me lilies for my hair, | 5 |
| And blushing roses for my brow; | |
| He led me through his gardens fair | |
| Where all his golden pleasures grow. | |
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| With sweet May dews my wings were wet, | |
| And Phœbus fir’d my vocal rage; | 10 |
| He caught me in his silken net, | |
| And shut me in his golden cage. | |
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| He loves to sit and hear me sing, | |
| Then, laughing, sports and plays with me; | |
| Then stretches out my golden wing, | 15 |
| And mocks my loss of liberty. | | | | |
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