William Blake Quotes

English poet and artist (1757–1827)

William Blake (November 28 1757 – August 12 1827) was an English poet, Christian mystic, painter, printmaker, and engraver.

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Alternative Names: W. Blake • Uil'iam Bleik • Blake

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He loves to sit and hear me sing,
Then, laughing, sports and plays with me;
Then stretches out my golden wing,
And mocks my loss of liberty.

How sweet I roamed from field to field,
And tasted all the summer's pride,
Till I the prince of love beheld,
Who in the sunny beams did glide!

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?

There can be no Good Will. Will is always Evil; it is persecution to others or selfishness.

Reason, or the ratio of all we have already known, is not the same that it shall be when we know more.