The Garden of Love by William Blake
The Garden of Love by William Blake

The Garden of Love

William Blake * Track #13 On Songs of Experience

The Garden of Love Annotated

I laid me down upon a bank
Where Love lay sleeping
I heard among the rushes dank
Weeping, weeping

Then I went to the heath and the wild
To the thistles and thorns of the waste
And they told me how they were beguiled
Driven out, and compelled to the chaste

I went to the Garden of Love
And saw what I never had seen
A Chapel was built in the midst
Where I used to play on the green

And the gates of this Chapel were shut
And "Thou shalt not," writ over the door
So I turned to the Garden of Love
That so many sweet flowers bore

And I saw it was filled with graves
And tombstones where flowers should be
And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds
And binding with briars my joys and desires

The Garden of Love Q&A

Who wrote The Garden of Love's ?

The Garden of Love was written by William Blake.

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