England! awake! awake! awake!
Read 'England! awake! awake! awake!' by 'William Blake' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
England! awake! awake! awake! by William Blake
England! awake! awake! awake!
Jerusalem thy Sister calls!
Why wilt thou sleep the sleep of death
And close her from thy ancient walls?
Thy hills and valleys felt her feet
Gently upon their bosoms move:
Thy gates beheld sweet Zion's ways:
Then was a time of joy and love.
And now the time returns again:
Our souls exult, and London's towers
Receive the Lamb of God to dwell
In England's green and pleasant bowers.
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