William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

William Blake Quotes

  • ''Every thing that lives
    Lives not alone nor for itself.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. The Book of Thel (Plate 3, 1. 26-27). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''A dog starved at his master's gate
    Predicts the ruin of the state.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. Auguries of Innocence, l. 9-10, Poems from the Pickering Manuscript (c. 1803), repr. In Complete Writings, ed. Geoffrey Keynes (1957).
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  • ''She saw the couches of the dead, and where the fibrous root
    Of every heart on earth infixes deep its restless twists:''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. The Book of Thel (Plate 6, l. 3-4). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''He who shall teach the Child to Doubt
    The rotting Grave shall ne'er get out.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. Auguries of Innocence (l. 87-88). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''"O life of this our Spring! why fades the lotus of the water?
    Why fade these children of the Spring,born but to smile and fall?''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. The Book of Thel (Plate 1, l. 1-4). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''A dog starv'd at his Master's Gate
    Predicts the ruin of the State.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. Auguries of Innocence (l. 9-10). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''Does the Eagle know what is in the pit
    Or wilt thou go ask the Mole?
    Can wisdom be put in a silver rod,
    Or love in a golden bowl?''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. The Book of Thel (Plate 1, l. 1-4). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''The strongest poison ever known
    Came from Caesar's laurel crown.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. Auguries of Innocence, l. 97-8, Poems from the Pickering Manuscript (c. 1803), repr. In Complete Writings, ed. Geoffrey Keynes (1957).
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  • ''Why a tender curb upon the youthful burning boy?
    Why a little curtain of flesh on the bed of our desire?"''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. The Book of Thel (Plate 6, l. 19-20). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''The harlot's cry from street to street
    Shall weave old England's winding sheet.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. Auguries of Innocence, l. 115-6, Keynes (1957).
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Auguries Of Innocence

To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.

A Robin Red breast in a Cage
Puts all Heaven in a Rage.
A dove house fill'd with doves & Pigeons
Shudders Hell thro' all its regions.
A dog starv'd at his Master's Gate
Predicts the ruin of the State.
A Horse misus'd upon the Road
Calls to Heaven for Human blood.
Each outcry of the hunted Hare
A fibre from the Brain does tear.
A Skylark wounded in the wing,
A Cherubim does cease to sing.
The Game Cock clipp'd and ...

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Earth's Answer

Earth raised up her head
From the darkness dread and drear,
Her light fled,
Stony, dread,
And her locks covered with grey despair.

'Prisoned on watery shore,
Starry jealousy does keep my den
Cold and hoar;

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