William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

William Blake Quotes

  • ''Farewell green fields and happy groves,
    Where flocks have took delight.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. From SONGS OF INNOCENCE. Night (l. 9-10). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
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  • ''Whate'er is Born of Mortal Birth
    Must be consumed with the Earth''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. To Tirzah (l. 1-2). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
  • ''The sun descending in the west,
    The evening star does shine;
    The birds are silent in their nest,
    And I must seek for mine.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. From SONGS OF INNOCENCE. Night (l. 1-4). . . The Complete Poems [William Blake]. Alicia Ostriker, ed. (1977) Penguin Books.
  • ''Your friendship oft has made my heart to ache:
    Do be my enemy for friendship's sake.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. To William Hayley (l. 1-2). . . Treasury of Great Poems, English and American, A. Louis Untermeyer, ed. (Rev. and enl. Ed., 1955) Simon and Schuster.
  • ''All futurity
    Seems teeming with endless destruction never to be repelled;
    Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. Complete Writings, ed. Geoffrey Keynes (1957). "Night the Eighth," The Four Zoas (1795-1804).
  • ''When a man has married a wife, he finds out whether
    Her knees and elbows are only glued together.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, mystic. When a Man Has Married a Wife (l. 1-2). . . Oxford Anthology of English Literature, The, Vols. I-II. Frank Kermode and John Hollander, general eds. (1973) Oxford University Press (Also published as six paperback vols.: Medieval English Literature, J. B. Trapp, ed.; The Literature of Renaissance England, John Hollander and Frank Kermode, eds.; The Restoration and the Eighteenth Century, Martin Price, ed.; Romantic Poetry and Prose, Harold Bloom and Lionel Trilling, eds.; Victorian Prose and Poetry, Lionel Trilling and Harold Bloom, eds.; Modern British Literature, Frank Kermode and John Hollander, eds.).
  • ''Nature in darkness groans
    And men are bound to sullen contemplation in the night:
    Restless they turn on beds of sorrow; in their inmost brain
    Feeling the crushing wheels, they rise, they write the bitter words
    Of stern philosophy & knead the bread of knowledge with tears & groans.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. repr. In Complete Writings, ed. Geoffrey Keynes (1957). "Night the Ninth," The Four Zoas (1795-1804).
  • ''The Goddess Fortune is the devil's servant, ready to kiss any one's arse.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. repr. In Complete Writings, ed. Geoffrey Keynes (1957). Notes on illustrations to Dante, "The Goddess Fortune," (1825-1827).
  • ''Christ's crucifix shall be made an excuse for executing criminals.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. Notes on manuscript of "The Four Zoas," published in Complete Writings, ed. Geoffrey Keynes (1957).
  • ''Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed.''
    William Blake (1757-1827), British poet, painter, engraver. repr. In Complete Writings, ed. Geoffrey Keynes (1957). Notes on The Laocoön (engraved c. 1820).

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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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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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