1. Poems on Childhood by William Blake
Well I call to mind ('Twas at an early age, ere I had seen Nine summers) when upon the mountain slope The frost, and breath of frosty wind had snapp'd The last autumnal crocus, 'twas my joy To wander half the night among the Cliffs And the smooth Hollows, where the woodcocks ran Along the open turf. ... This relates to the idea that a child's innocence should be preserved for a long as possible, as when innocence is lost it would be replaced by a view of experience. ... The speaker is not a child in the Rousseauean sense, although he remains a child in age, which justifi...
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