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God is the poetic genius in each of us.
William Blake
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William Blake
Age: 69 †
Born: 1757
Born: November 28
Died: 1827
Died: August 12
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Uil'iam Bleik
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On no other ground Can I sow my seed Without tearing up Some stinking weed.
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A tyrant is the worst disease, and the cause of all others.
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He who desires, but acts not, breeds pestilence.
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Man was made for joy and woe, and when this we rightly know through the world we safely go. Joy and woe are woven fine, a clothing for the soul to bind.
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You throw the sand against the wind and the wind blows it back again.
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The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
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Mysteries are not to be solved. They eye goes blind when it only wants to see why.
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I must create a system, or be enslav'd by another man's.
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