poet William Blake

William Blake

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  • ''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.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. The Lamb (l. 13-18). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''To generalize is to be an idiot. To particularize is the alone distinction of merit. General knowledges are those knowledges that idiots possess.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. repr. In Complete Writings, ed. Geoffrey Keynes (1957). "Discourse II," annotations to Sir Joshua Reynolds, Discourses (c. 1808).
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  • ''Little Lamb, who made thee?
    Dost thou know who made thee?''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. From SONGS OF INNOCENCE. The Lamb (l. 1-2). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''\'Break this heavy chain
    That does freeze my bones around.
    Selfish, vain,
    Eternal bane!
    That free love with bondage bound.'''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. Earth's Answer (l. 21-25). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''Christianity is art & not money. Money is its curse.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. repr. In Complete Writings, ed. Geoffrey Keynes (1957). The Laocoön, notes (engraved c. 1820).
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  • ''Can delight
    Chained in night
    The virgins of youth and morning bear?''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. Earth's Answer (l. 13-15). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is better than mirth.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. letter, Aug. 23, 1799. The Letters of William Blake (1956).
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  • ''Does the sower
    Sow by night,
    Or the ploughman in darkness plough?''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. Earth's Answer (l. 18-20). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''As a man is, so he sees. As the eye is formed, such are its powers.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. The Letters of William Blake, letter, Aug. 23, 1799 (1956).
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  • ''A man's worst enemies are those
    Of his own house & family;
    And he who makes his law a curse,
    By his own law shall surely die.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. Fields from Islington to Marybone (Plate 27, l. 81-84). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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Best Poem of William Blake

The Tyger

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright,
In the forests of the night,
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

In what distant deeps or skies
Burnt the fire of thine eyes?
On what wings dare he aspire?
What the hand dare sieze the fire?

And what shoulder, & what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? & what dread feet?

What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?

When the ...

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Why Was Cupid A Boy

Why was Cupid a boy,
And why a boy was he?
He should have been a girl,
For aught that I can see.

For he shoots with his bow,
And the girl shoots with her eye,
And they both are merry and glad,
And laugh when we do cry.