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Praises reap not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!
William Blake
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William Blake
Age: 69 †
Born: 1757
Born: November 28
Died: 1827
Died: August 12
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The human mind cannot go beyond the gift of God, the Holy Ghost. To suppose that art can go beyond the finest specimens of art that are now in the world is not knowing what art is it is being blind to the gifts of the spirit.
William Blake
Life delights in life.
William Blake
You smile with pomp and rigor, you talk of benevolence and virtue I act with benevolence and virtue and get murdered time after time.
William Blake
Man has no Body distinct from his Soul for that called Body is a portion of Soul discerned by the five Senses, the chief inlets of Soul in this age.
William Blake
Think not thou canst sigh a sigh And thy maker is not by Think not thou canst weep a tear And thy maker is not near.
William Blake
The cut worm forgives the plow.
William Blake
The generations of men run on in the tide of time, but leave their destined lineaments permanent for ever and ever.
William Blake
Such, such were the joys When we all, girls and boys, In our youth time were seen On the Echoing Green.
William Blake
There is a smile of love, And there is a smile of deceit, And there is a smile of smiles In which these two smiles meet.
William Blake
I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.
William Blake
I care not whether a man is good or evil all that I care / Is whether he is a wise man or a fool. Go! put off holiness, / And put on intellect.
William Blake
Every harlot was a virgin once.
William Blake
My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white White as an angel is the English child, But I am black as if bereaved of light.
William Blake
The voice of honest indignation is the voice of God.
William Blake
Every man who is not an artist is a traitor to his own nature.
William Blake
As I was walking among the fires of Hell, delighted with the enjoyments of Genius which to Angels look like torment and insanity, I collected some of their Proverbs.
William Blake
And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.
William Blake
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.
William Blake
All futurity seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.
William Blake
My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air, By love are driv'n away And mournful lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave: Such end true lovers have.
William Blake
