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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.
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 lamb misused breeds public strife And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
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Where mercy, love, and pity dwell, there God is dwelling too.
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I heard an Angel singing When the day was springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace Is the world's release.
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No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.
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They who forgive most shall be most forgiven.
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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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Then cherish pity, lest you drive an angel from your door.
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Men are admitted into heaven not because they have curbed and governed their passions or have no passions, but because they have cultivated their understandings. The treasures of heaven are not negations of passion, but realities of intellect, from which all the passions emanate uncurbed in their eternal glory.
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