For Mercy has a human heart; Pity, a human face; And Love, the human form divine: And Peace the human dress. Songs of InnocenceCruelty has a human heartAnd jealousy a human face, Terror the human form divine, And secrecy the human dress. The human dress is forged iron, The human form a fiery forge, The human face a furnace seal'd, The human heart its hungry gorge. Songs of Experience - This poem was discovered posthumously.
William Blake