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To the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
William Blake
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William Blake
Age: 69 †
Born: 1757
Born: November 28
Died: 1827
Died: August 12
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Some say that happiness is not good for mortals, & they ought to be answered that sorrow is not fit for immortals & is utterly useless to any one a blight never does good to a tree, & if a blight kill not a tree but it still bear fruit, let none say that the fruit was in consequence of the blight.
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O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof there thou may'st rest, And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe And all the daughters of the year shall dance! Sing now the lusty song of fruit and flowers.
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The cistern contains: The fountain overflows.
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General good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocite, flatterer.
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'Come hither, my boy, tell me what thou seest there?' 'A fool tangled in a religious snare.'
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The pure soul shall mount on native wings, . . . and cut a path into the heaven of glory.
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Prepare your hearts for Death's cold hand! prepare Your souls for flight, your bodies for the earth Prepare your arms for glorious victory Prepare your eyes to meet a holy God! Prepare, prepare!
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She who dwells with me whom I have loved with such communion, that no place on earth can ever be solitude to me.
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Where any view of money exists, art cannot be carried on.
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