William Blake
Who is William Blake
William Blake (28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827) was an English poet, painter, and printmaker. Largely unrecognised during his life, Blake is now considered a seminal figure in the history of the poetry and visual art of the Romantic Age. What he called his "prophetic works" were said by 20th-century critic Northrop Frye to form "what is in proportion to its merits the least read body of poetry in the English language". His visual artistry led 21st-century critic Jonathan Jones to proclaim him "far and away the greatest artist Britain has ever produced". In 2002, Blake was placed at number 38 in the BBC's poll of the 100 Greatest Britons. While he lived in London his entire life, except for three years spent in Felpham, he produced a diverse and symbolically rich collection of works, wh...
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William Blake Poems
- Cupid
Why was Cupid a boy,
And why a boy was he?
He should have been a girl,
For aught that I can see.
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- A Song Of Liberty
The Eternal Female groand! it was heard over all the Earth:
Albions coast is sick silent; the American meadows faint!
Shadows of Prophecy shiver along by the lakes and the rivers and mutter across the ocean! France rend down thy dungeon;
Golden Spain burst the barriers of old Rome;
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- The Sky Is An Immortal Tent Built By The Sons Of Los
The sky is an immortal tent built by the Sons of Los:
And every space that a man views around his dwelling-place
Standing on his own roof or in his garden on a mount
Of twenty-five cubits in height, such space is his universe:
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- Preludium To America
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc,
When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode:
His food she brought in iron baskets, his drink in cups of iron:
Crown'd with a helmet and dark hair the nameless female stood;
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- Blind Man's Buff
When silver snow decks Susan's clothes,
And jewel hangs at th' shepherd's nose,
The blushing bank is all my care,
With hearth so red, and walls so fair;
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William Blake Quotes
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I myself do nothing. The Holy Spirit accomplishes all through me.
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If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
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When the doors of perception are cleansed, man will see things as they truly are, infinite.
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Energy is eternal delight.
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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.
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Comments about William Blake
- Steviaplath: william blake really popped off with this !
- Tznphilosopher: “to see a world in a grain of sand
and a heaven in a wild flower,
hold infinity in the palm of your hand
and eternity in an hour.”
william blake
- Mayacpopa: “to see a world in a grain of sand
and a heaven in a wild flower,
hold infinity in the palm of your hand
and eternity in an hour.”
― william blake
today's wonder wednesday features a selection of poems on wonder:
- Solas_na_greine: william blake
the house of death, 1805
- Percevalpress: can i see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? can i see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
-william blake
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