| William Blake (1757–1827). The Poetical Works. 1908. | | | | Poetical Sketches | | To the Evening Star |
| | | THOU fair-hair’d angel of the evening, | |
| Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light | |
| Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown | |
| Put on, and smile upon our evening bed! | |
| Smile on our loves, and while thou drawest the | 5 |
| Blue curtains of the sky, scatter thy silver dew | |
| On every flower that shuts its sweet eyes | |
| In timely sleep. Let thy west wind sleep on | |
| The lake; speak silence with thy glimmering eyes, | |
| And wash the dusk with silver. Soon, full soon, | 10 |
| Dost thou withdraw; then the wolf rages wide, | |
| And the lion glares thro’ the dun forest: | |
| The fleeces of our flocks are cover’d with | |
| Thy sacred dew: protect them with thine influence. | | | | |
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