William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

William Blake Poems

81. To Autumn 1/3/2003
82. The Fly 5/9/2001
83. Spring 5/9/2001
84. Why Was Cupid A Boy 1/3/2003
85. My Spectre Around Me Night And Day 1/3/2003
86. To See 3/30/2010
87. The Marriage Of Heaven And Hell 5/10/2001
88. Divine Image 5/9/2001
89. The Voice Of The Ancient Bard 1/3/2003
90. The Two Songs 1/3/2003
91. The Land Of Dreams 12/31/2002
92. The Echoing Green 12/31/2002
93. Earth's Answer 5/9/2001
94. The Schoolboy 12/31/2002
95. To Winter 1/3/2003
96. Nurse's Song (Innocence) 1/13/2003
97. Mad Song 5/9/2001
98. On Another's Sorrow 5/9/2001
99. To The Evening Star 1/3/2003
100. Proverbs Of Hell (Excerpt From The Marriage Of Heaven And H 1/1/2004
101. Infant Joy 5/9/2001
102. You Don'T Believe 1/3/2003
103. Day 1/3/2003
104. The Birds 1/3/2003
105. The Human Abstract 1/3/2003
106. America, A Prophecy 5/9/2001
107. Laughing Song 5/9/2001
108. Never Seek To Tell Thy Love 5/9/2001
109. The Wild Flower's Song 5/10/2001
110. Cradle Song 1/3/2003
111. The Little Boy Found 12/31/2002
112. Jerusalem 5/9/2001
113. The Little Black Boy 5/10/2001
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. The Sick Rose 5/10/2001
120. My Pretty Rose Tree 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

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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