William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

William Blake Poems

1. A Cradle Song 1/13/2003
2. A Divine Image 5/9/2001
3. A Dream 5/9/2001
4. A Little Boy Lost 5/9/2001
5. A Little Girl Lost 5/9/2001
6. A Poison Tree 5/9/2001
7. A QUESTION ANSWERED 6/24/2016
8. A Song 5/9/2001
9. A War Song To Englishmen 1/3/2003
10. Ah Sunflower 5/9/2001
11. America, A Prophecy 5/9/2001
12. An Imitation Of Spenser 1/3/2003
13. And Did Those Feet In Ancient Time 1/13/2003
14. Auguries Of Innocence 5/9/2001
15. Broken Love 1/1/2004
16. But In The Wine-Presses The Human Grapes Sing Not Nor Dance 1/1/2004
17. Cradle Song 1/3/2003
18. Day 1/3/2003
19. Divine Image 5/9/2001
20. Earth's Answer 5/9/2001
21. England! Awake! Awake! Awake! 1/1/2004
22. Eternity 1/3/2003
23. Fair Elanor 1/3/2003
24. From Milton: And Did Those Feet 1/20/2003
25. Gwin King Of Norway 1/3/2003
26. Hear The Voice 1/4/2003
27. Hear The Voice Of The Bard 5/9/2001
28. Holy Thursday (Experience) 1/13/2003
29. Holy Thursday (Innocence) 1/13/2003
30. How Sweet I Roam'D 1/3/2003
31. I Heard An Angel 5/9/2001
32. I Rose Up At The Dawn Of Day 1/3/2003
33. I Saw A Chapel 5/9/2001
34. I See The Four-Fold Man 1/1/2004
35. If It Is True What The Prophets Write 1/3/2003
36. Infant Joy 5/9/2001
37. Infant Sorrow 5/9/2001
38. Introduction To The Songs Of Innocence 5/9/2001
39. Jerusalem 5/9/2001
40. Jerusalem: England! Awake! Awake! Awake! 5/9/2001
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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A QUESTION ANSWERED

What is it men in women do require?
The lineaments of Gratified Desire.
What is it women do in men require?
The lineaments of Gratified Desire.

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