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He who replies to words of doubt doth put the light of knowledge out.
William Blake
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William Blake
Age: 69 †
Born: 1757
Born: November 28
Died: 1827
Died: August 12
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Dear Mother, dear Mother, the Church is cold, But the Ale-house is healthy and pleasant and warm.
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The fox condemns the trap, not himself.
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Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache: do be my enemy for friendship's sake.
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Does the Eagle know what is in the pit Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? Can Wisdom be put in a silver rod, Or Love in a golden bowl?
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We are led to believe a lie When we see not through the eye.
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How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few!
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Why stand we here trembling around, calling on God for help, and not ourselves, in whom God dwells?
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What is now proved was once only imagined.
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Degrade first the Arts if you'd Mankind Degrade. Hire Idiots to Paint with cold light & hot shade: Give high Price for the worst, leave the best in disgrace, And with Labours of Ignorance fill every place.
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Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.
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To the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
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Little fly, thy summer's play My thoughtless hand has brushed away. Am not I a fly like thee? Or art not thou a man like me? For I dance and drink and sing, Till some blind hand shall brush my wing!
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