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Drive your cart and plow over the bones of the dead.
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William Blake
Age: 69 †
Born: 1757
Born: November 28
Died: 1827
Died: August 12
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The fool who persists in his folly will become wise.
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Auguries of innocence The emmet's inch and eagle's mile Make lame philosophy to smile. He who doubts from what he sees Will ne'er believe, do what you please.
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The fields from Islington to Marybone, To Primrose Hill and Saint John's Wood, Were builded over with pillars of gold And there Jerusalem's pillars stood.
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Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty !
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The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.
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Wisdom is sold in a desolate marketplace where none can come to buy.
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Christianity is art and not money. Money is its curse.
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The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels and God, and at liberty when of Devils and Hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil's party without knowing it.
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I am in you and you in me, mutual in divine love.
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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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A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state.
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Gratitude, in itself, is heaven.
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Lives in eternity's sun rise.
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Down the winding cavern we groped our tedious way, till a void boundless as the nether sky appeared beneath us, and we held by the roots of trees and hung over this immensity but I said: if you please we will commit ourselves to this void and see whether providence is here also.
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As we are, so we see.
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What is it men in women do require: The lineaments of gratified desire. What is it women do in men require: The lineaments of gratified desire.
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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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Art is the tree of life. Science is the tree of death.
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It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.
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Gratitude is heaven itself there could be no heaven without gratitude.
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