William Blake Quotes

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All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled; Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.

William Blake
For the Eye altering alters all;
The Senses roll themselves in fear
And the flat Earth becomes a Ball.

William Blake
The Fool shall not enter into Heaven let him be ever so Holy.

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Father, O father! what do we here
In this land of unbelief and fear?

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Since all the riches of this world
May be gifts from the Devil and earthly kings,
I should suspect that I worshipp'd the Devil
If I thank'd my God for worldly things.

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He who does not imagine in stronger and better lineaments, and in stronger and better light than his perishing and mortal eye can see, does not imagine at all.

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Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!

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Since the French Revolution Englishmen are all intermeasurable one by another, certainly a happy state of agreement to which I forone do not agree.

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The child's toys and the old man's reasons are the fruits of two seasons.

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Such, such were the joys
When we all, girls and boys,
In our youth time were seen
On the Echoing Green.

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Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.

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For the Chaotic Voids outside of the Stars are measured by The Stars...

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Gratitude is heaven itself; there could be no heaven without gratitude.

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The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits singing in the trees...

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All is to them a dull round of probabilities and possibilities.

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Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves the feet of angels bright; unseen they pour blessing, and joy without ceasing, on each bud and blossom, and each sleeping bosom.

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The Britons (say historians) were naked, civilized men, learned, studious, abstruse in thought and contemplation; naked, simple, plain in their acts and manners; wiser than after ages.

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He who can be bound down is no Genius. Genius cannot be Bound.

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Works of Art can only be produc'd in Perfection where the Man is either in Affluence or is Above the Care of it.

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All pictures that's painted with sense and with thought / Are painted by madmen as sure as a groat; / For the greater the fool in the pencil more blest, / And when they are drunk they always paint best.

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I have mental joys and mental health, Mental friends and mental wealth, I've a wife that I love and that loves me; I've all but riches bodily.

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The wild deer, wand'ring here and there, Keeps the Human Soul from Care.

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I am more famed in Heaven for my works than I could well conceive. In my brain are studies & chambers filled with books & pictures of old, which I wrote and painted in ages of Eternity before my mortal life; and whose works are the delight & study of Archangels. Why, then, should I be anxious about the riches or fame of mortality?

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O God, protect me from my friends, that they have not power over me.
Thou hast giv'n me power to protect myself from thy bitterest enemies.

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Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.

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Why a tender curb upon the youthful burning boy?
Why a little curtain of flesh on the bed of our desire?

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In the midst of the highest flights of the fancy or imagination, reason ought to preside.

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To me this world is all one continued vision of fancy or imagination, and I feel flattered when I am told so. What is it sets Homer, Virgil and Milton in so high a rank of art? Why is the Bible more entertaining and instructive than any other book? Is it not because they are addressed to the imagination, which is spiritual sensation, and but immediately to the understanding or reason?

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Bring me an axe and spade,
Bring me a winding-sheet;
When I my grave have made
Let winds and tempests beat:
Then down I'll lie as cold as clay.
True love doth pass away!

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O white-robed Angel, guide my timorous hand to write as on a lofty rock with iron pen the words of truth, that all who pass may read.

William Blake