The Lamb |
The Lamb by William Blake could be interpreted as innocence. To me, the first to lines is asking if the lamb knows who is his creator and if he does could it be the same one who had created me? The next two lines express that the being who had created both lamb and me gave me both life and food to live on. Had this creator gave me a live near the river for fresh water and for food? It could be he gave me the rich soil to live upon. He had given me the clothing I needed, not just any clothing, clothing of delight. Does not the sheep of clothing of delight? He gave me a soft and tender voice to speak with. So is the creator of this lamb the creator of me?
This creator calls this sweet little animal by his name, Little Lamb. That will be the name we shall call he. Is the lamb just a reflection of a young child? I believe that Blake is trying to express how people my all be young little lambs that grow up. Even though people may grow this may not change where we originated from. The same creator, the same chances and the same beauty that was given and shared since the beginning. We should not hide who we truly are from one another for we started in the same way. We had not been given any special treatment or abilities but how one uses it shall change their own future.
THE LAMB
Little Lamb, who make thee
Dost thou know who made thee,
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, wolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Little Lamb, I'll tell thee;
Little Lamb, I'll tell thee:
He is called by thy name,
For He calls Himself a Lamb
He is meek, and He is mild,
He became a little child.
I a child, and thou a lamb,
We are called by His name.
Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Little Lamb, who make thee
Dost thou know who made thee,
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, wolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little Lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Little Lamb, I'll tell thee;
Little Lamb, I'll tell thee:
He is called by thy name,
For He calls Himself a Lamb
He is meek, and He is mild,
He became a little child.
I a child, and thou a lamb,
We are called by His name.
Little Lamb, God bless thee!
Little Lamb, God bless thee!
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