Treasure Island

William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

Day


The Sun arises in the East,
Cloth'd in robes of blood and gold;
Swords and spears and wrath increast
All around his bosom roll'd
Crown'd with warlike fires and raging desires.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003

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  • Walterrean Salley (8/5/2012 10:36:00 PM)

    here, Blake creates a picture of sunrise, with the interesting hues of red and gold. He sees the sunrsys as 'swords' and 'spears, ' extending from around the sun. Also he sees the sun, as if it wore a crown made of fire. Incredible imagination. A brilliant write. An interesting read. (Report) Reply

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