William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

William Blake Poems

81. Holy Thursday (Experience) 1/13/2003
82. To Nobodaddy 1/3/2003
83. To Autumn 1/3/2003
84. To Spring 5/10/2001
85. Why Was Cupid A Boy 1/3/2003
86. The Two Songs 1/3/2003
87. The Land Of Dreams 12/31/2002
88. The Fly 5/9/2001
89. To Summer 5/10/2001
90. The Voice Of The Ancient Bard 1/3/2003
91. Spring 5/9/2001
92. The Little Boy Found 12/31/2002
93. The Schoolboy 12/31/2002
94. My Spectre Around Me Night And Day 1/3/2003
95. The Wild Flower's Song 5/10/2001
96. The Human Abstract 1/3/2003
97. The Birds 1/3/2003
98. Proverbs Of Hell (Excerpt From The Marriage Of Heaven And H 1/1/2004
99. To The Evening Star 1/3/2003
100. Divine Image 5/9/2001
101. You Don'T Believe 1/3/2003
102. Mad Song 5/9/2001
103. Never Seek To Tell Thy Love 5/9/2001
104. Earth's Answer 5/9/2001
105. Nurse's Song (Innocence) 1/13/2003
106. On Another's Sorrow 5/9/2001
107. The Little Black Boy 5/10/2001
108. To Winter 1/3/2003
109. Infant Joy 5/9/2001
110. Cradle Song 1/3/2003
111. Day 1/3/2003
112. Laughing Song 5/9/2001
113. Jerusalem 5/9/2001
114. Infant Sorrow 5/9/2001
115. Love And Harmony 1/3/2003
116. The Blossom 12/31/2002
117. The Lamb 12/31/2002
118. Night 5/9/2001
119. My Pretty Rose Tree 5/9/2001
120. The Sick Rose 5/10/2001

Comments about William Blake

  • Ash Adetayo Ash Adetayo (8/11/2017 2:35:00 AM)

    Great poet, am looking up to be great as you are, i just wrote a poem RELATIONSHIP CALLED FRIENDSHIP you wiill find it interesting pls make a comment about it for me

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  • Somnath Chakraborty Somnath Chakraborty (6/6/2017 1:42:00 PM)

    his sharpness is shoen in his name itself....william blake

  • No More Leroy (4/27/2017 9:09:00 AM)

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  • Nassy Fesharaki Nassy Fesharaki (4/10/2017 9:46:00 PM)

    For years I thought I knew him; now I know I do not know him...but?

  • kim kate (3/28/2016 4:51:00 AM)

    He is one of my favourite poets

  • Andrew Winesteine (2/2/2016 2:04:00 PM)

    Snoopy, one day we shall all die. Yes. But on all the others, we don't have to.

  • Cory Mitchell (12/2/2015 7:14:00 AM)

    (a little boy lost) (a little boy found) they are to be read one after another

  • Anton K Anton K (11/5/2015 3:04:00 PM)

    Mysticism's lord and master.

  • Ben Failor (10/23/2015 1:32:00 AM)

    Let the slave grinding at the mill run out into the field. Let him look up into the heavens and laugh at the bright air. Let the inchained soul, shut up in darkness and in sighing. Who's face has never seen a smile in thirty weary years. Rise and look out, his chains are lose, his dungeon doors are open. And let his wife and children return from the oppressors scourge. They look behind at every step and believe it is a dream, singing the sun has left his blackness and found a fresher morning, and the fair moon rejoices in the clear and cloudless night. For empire is no more, and now the lion and wolf shall sieze. ~ Blake

  • Charity Nduhiu Charity Nduhiu (9/4/2015 1:08:00 AM)

    William you are a great poem. Keep up the good work

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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Why Was Cupid A Boy

Why was Cupid a boy,
And why a boy was he?
He should have been a girl,
For aught that I can see.

For he shoots with his bow,
And the girl shoots with her eye,
And they both are merry and glad,
And laugh when we do cry.

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