William Blake Quotes
1757–1827 England
William Blake (November 28 1757 – August 12 1827) was an English poet, Christian mystic, painter, printmaker, and engraver.
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Also known as: Blake, Blake, William
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Rintrah roars and shakes his fires in the burden'd air;
Hungry clouds swag on the deep.
To Chloe's breast young Cupid slily stole,
But he crept in at Myra's pocket-hole.
Nothing can be more contemptible than to suppose Public RECORDS to be True.
Do what you will, this world's a fiction and is made up of contradiction
Pity must join together those whom wrath has torn in sunder
When a Man has Married a Wife
He finds out whether
Her Knees & elbows are only
glued together.
Great things are done when Men & Mountains meet
This is not Done by Jostling in the Street.
The harlot's cry from street to street
Shall weave old England's winding sheet.
The iron hand crush'd the Tyrant's head
And became a Tyrant in his stead.
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.
And throughout all eternity
I forgive you, you forgive me.
Forgiveness of enemies can only come upon their repentance.
Why art thou silent and invisible,
Father of Jealousy?
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Quotes and notes from Wikiquote: William Blake (page history), available under CC BY-SA 4.0.