William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

Comments about William Blake

  • Veteran Poet - 1,902 Points p.a. noushad (4/13/2010 12:54:00 AM)

    very beautiful nerration, good imagination.

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  • Rookie Gary Bisaga (9/17/2009 8:09:00 AM)

    I agree with Barbara Bizarro completely except the line:

    The simplicity of his writing underlines the little society at the time knew about the consequences of their actions.

    I think society knew very well the consequences of their actions; or more precisely, most in society did. It's easy, looking back now, to not see the daily struggle for existence that most people went through. They may not have scientifically understood everything that happened as a consequence of their actions, but they certainly knew that behavior A resulted in situation B. Blake helped usher in the romantic ideas of simplicity and idealism (the the ideal society is simplest and most natural) so in that sense did damage. But I agree that he is an excellent writer, and I am really beginning to appreciate his glorious poetry myself.

  • Rookie Andrew Hoellering (8/14/2009 5:02:00 PM)

    Both of you live in hope but are as nutty as fruit cakes. Blake was born in 1757 and died in 1827. He would have been pleased with your comment, Barbara Bizarro.

  • Rookie Rebecca Smith (7/29/2009 7:47:00 PM)

    Hello William Blake. My name is Rebecca Smith i started writing poetry last summer and my first poem was called Summer, i've written over abt 22 poems in the last past months and i have a friend who's working on the book and i plan on getting them published. When did you start writing? ? My favorite poem by you is A Dream. it's lovely! ! ! ! how was writing poetry for you? ? was it hard, or easy? ? for me it's both! ! ! ! your an Awesome writer! ! ! keep up the good work. I hope you reply to my comment i would love to talk to you. Love Rebecca! ! !

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  • Veteran Poet - 1,902 Points p.a. noushad (6/14/2008 1:37:00 AM)

    romantic touch in the poems gives me bliss, good poems.

  • Rookie Poppi Westbury (2/24/2008 6:58:00 AM)

    His poems speak to the romantic soul in me. I think his work is beautiful, mystical and enthralling.

  • Rookie The Riddler (2/13/2008 9:24:00 AM)

    boring made me fall asleep

  • Rookie Hannah Oak (3/11/2006 5:27:00 AM)

    Wiliam Blake has an interesting outlook when it comes to writing poems.Its the way he uses theoratical terms in his poetry that fasinates me the most and he also gives a sometimes happy sometimes sad outlook on certain areas on life in which you would quickley over see and not give much thought about.

Best Poem of William Blake

A Poison Tree

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.

And I watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine.
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

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Earth's Answer

Earth raised up her head
From the darkness dread and drear,
Her light fled,
Stony, dread,
And her locks covered with grey despair.

'Prisoned on watery shore,
Starry jealousy does keep my den
Cold and hoar;

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