William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

William Blake Poems

2. The Rhine Was Red. 4/17/2015
3. The Fairy 3/2/2015
4. The Invocation 3/30/2010
5. The Chimney-Sweeper: When My Mother Died I Was Very Young 12/31/2002
6. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Vi 1/3/2003
7. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Viii 1/3/2003
8. The Book Of Urizen: Preludium 1/3/2003
9. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Vii 1/3/2003
10. The Sky Is An Immortal Tent Built By The Sons Of Los 1/1/2004
11. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Iv 1/3/2003
12. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Iii 1/3/2003
13. The Book Of Urizen (Excerpts) 5/9/2001
14. The Caverns Of The Grave I'Ve Seen 1/3/2003
15. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Ix 1/3/2003
16. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter V 1/3/2003
17. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Ii 1/3/2003
18. When Klopstock England Defied 1/3/2003
19. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter I 1/3/2003
20. The Four Zoas (Excerpt) 5/9/2001
21. The Crystal Cabinet 5/9/2001
22. The Grey Monk 5/10/2001
23. The Question Answered 5/10/2001
24. Jerusalem: I See The Four-Fold Man, The Humanity In Deadly Sleep 5/9/2001
25. I See The Four-Fold Man 1/1/2004
26. The New Jerusalem 5/10/2001
27. To Thomas Butts 1/1/2004
28. The Little Girl Found 1/13/2003
29. If It Is True What The Prophets Write 1/3/2003
30. The Book Of Thel 5/9/2001
31. Song 5/9/2001
32. The Little Vagabond 12/31/2002
33. I Saw A Chapel 5/9/2001
34. The French Revolution (Excerpt) 5/9/2001
35. Milton: But In The Wine-Presses The Human Grapes Sing Not Nor Dance 5/9/2001
36. To The Accuser Who Is The God Of This World 1/3/2003
37. Why Should I Care For The Men Of Thames 1/3/2003
38. The Little Girl Lost 1/13/2003
39. Samson 1/3/2003
40. Jerusalem: England! Awake! Awake! Awake! 5/9/2001

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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.

Read the full of A Poison Tree

To Tirzah

Whate'er is Born of Mortal Birth
Must be consumed with the Earth
To rise from Generation free:
Then what have I to do with thee?

The Sexes sprung from Shame & Pride,
Blow'd in the morn, in evening died;
But Mercy chang'd Death into Sleep;
The Sexes rose to work & weep.

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