William Blake - Night Quotes

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Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.

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Both read the Bible day and night,
But thou read'st black where I read white.

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O Earth, O Earth, return! Arise from out the dewy grass; Night is worn; And the morn Rises from the slumbrous mass.

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Nature in darkness groans and men are bound to sullen contemplation in the night: restless they turn on beds of sorrow; in their inmost brain feeling the crushing wheels, they rise, they write the bitter words of stern philosophy and knead the bread of knowledge with tears and groans.

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God appears and god is light
To those poor souls who dwell in night
But does a human form display
To those who dwell in realms of day

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And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.

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The moon like a flower
In heaven's high bower,
With silent delight,
Sits and smiles on the night.

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The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their stations.

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O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm,
That flies in the night
In the howling storm: Has found out thy bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does thy life destroy.

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The Bat that flits at close of Eve
Has left the Brain that won't believe.
The Owl that calls upon the Night
Speaks the Unbeliever's fright.

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Tho' thou art worshipped by the names divine
Of Jesus and Jehovah, thou art still
The Son of Morn in weary Night's decline,
The lost traveller's dream under the hill.

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This cabinet is formed of gold
And pearl and crystal shining bright,
And within it opens into a world
And a little lovely moony night.

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Like a fiend in a cloud,
With howling woe,
After night I do crowd,
And with night will go;
I turn my back to the east,
From whence comforts have increased;
For light doth seize my brain
With frantic pain.

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

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My specter around me night and day
Like a wild beast guards my way,
My emanation far within
Weeps incessantly for my sin.

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Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,
Dreaming o'er the joys of night.
Sleep, sleep: in thy sleep
Little sorrows sit and weep.

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Every night, and every morn,
Some to misery are born.
Every morn, and every night,
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to sweet delight.
Some are born to endless night.

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