William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

William Blake Poems

81. Introduction To The Songs Of Innocence 5/9/2001
82. Spring 5/9/2001
83. The Smile 2/9/2015
84. My Spectre Around Me Night And Day 1/3/2003
85. The Chimney Sweeper: A Little Black Thing Among The Snow 5/9/2001
86. Why Was Cupid A Boy 1/3/2003
87. The Voice Of The Ancient Bard 1/3/2003
88. The Two Songs 1/3/2003
89. The Wild Flower's Song 5/10/2001
90. Proverbs Of Hell (Excerpt From The Marriage Of Heaven And H 1/1/2004
91. The Fly 5/9/2001
92. The Birds 1/3/2003
93. To Winter 1/3/2003
94. To The Evening Star 1/3/2003
95. Nurse's Song (Innocence) 1/13/2003
96. Divine Image 5/9/2001
97. You Don'T Believe 1/3/2003
98. The Land Of Dreams 12/31/2002
99. The Echoing Green 12/31/2002
100. The Schoolboy 12/31/2002
101. Mad Song 5/9/2001
102. Cradle Song 1/3/2003
103. Day 1/3/2003
104. Earth's Answer 5/9/2001
105. On Another's Sorrow 5/9/2001
106. Infant Joy 5/9/2001
107. The Human Abstract 1/3/2003
108. Never Seek To Tell Thy Love 5/9/2001
109. The Little Boy Found 12/31/2002
110. Laughing Song 5/9/2001
111. America, A Prophecy 5/9/2001
112. Infant Sorrow 5/9/2001
113. The Little Black Boy 5/10/2001
114. Love And Harmony 1/3/2003
115. The Blossom 12/31/2002
116. Jerusalem 5/9/2001
117. The Lamb 12/31/2002
118. My Pretty Rose Tree 5/9/2001
119. Three Things To Remember 1/3/2003
120. The Sick Rose 5/10/2001

Comments about William Blake

  • Nick DeSantis-Baugh (5/30/2018 3:53:00 PM)

    get a live that is what you should do

    6 person liked.
    5 person did not like.
  • preston (5/24/2018 6:14:00 AM)

    great writer
    great artist
    good guy

  • 12345 (5/14/2018 1:14:00 PM)

    poem the tyger

  • zoe F (5/13/2018 9:56:00 PM)

    he's in this book called skellig, and we have to do an essay for it. I DONT KNOW WHAT TO DO! ! I don't understand his poems!

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  • i am annoying mouse (5/12/2018 8:31:00 AM)

    i love all blakes work but i fell asleep whilst reading it

  • Lady Serafina (5/9/2018 11:11:00 PM)

    How Do you do. My name is Lady Serafina.

  • Lady Serafina (5/9/2018 11:10:00 PM)

    Hi, I am Lady Serafina. I am not joking about be Lady Serafina. I say that because sometimes people don't believe me. But I am. So please don't say I'm a fake, because it's not true. I am truly the really, Lady Serafina.

  • Lady Serafina (5/9/2018 11:05:00 PM)

    Hi, I am Lady Serafina. No I am not joking about be Lady Serafina. I say that because sometimes people don't believe me, but I am not lying, so please don't think that.

  • Lady Serafina (5/9/2018 10:57:00 PM)

    I do suppose this poem was quite nicely wrote, but the person saying it made it sound like it was boring. I don't usually read poems a lot, but I do say I liked this one.

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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