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O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down Thro' the clear windows of the morning, turn Thine angel eyes upon our western isle, Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring! The hills tell each other, and the listening Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turned Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth, And let thy holy feet visit our clime. Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.
William Blake -
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.
William Blake
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Prepare your hearts for Death's cold hand! prepare Your souls for flight, your bodies for the earth; Prepare your arms for glorious victory; Prepare your eyes to meet a holy God! Prepare, prepare!
William Blake -
The modest Rose puts forth a thorn,The humble sheep a threat'ning horn:While the Lily white shall in love delight,Nor a thorn nor a threat stain her beauty bright.
William Blake -
You've always had the power right there in your shoes, you just had to learn it for yourself.
William Blake -
Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.
William Blake -
For I dance And drink and sing, Till some blind hand Shall brush my wing. If thought is life And strength and breath And the want Of thought is death Then am I A happy fly If I live Or if I die.
William Blake -
What has reasoning to do with painting?
William Blake
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Celebrate your existence!
William Blake -
Acts themselves alone are history, and these are neither the exclusive property of Hume, Gibbon nor Voltaire, Echard, Rapin, Plutarch, nor Herodotus. Tell me the Acts, O historian, and leave me to reason upon them as I please; away with your reasoning and your rubbish. All that is not action is not worth reading.
William Blake -
He who has few things to desire cannot have many to fear.
William Blake -
Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty !
William Blake -
To cast aside from Poetry, all that is not Inspiration.
William Blake -
Joy and woe are woven fine, A clothing for the soul divine. Under every grief and pine Runs a joy with silken twine.
William Blake
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Expect poison from the standing water.
William Blake -
First thought is best in Art, second in other matters.
William Blake -
O white-robed Angel, guide my timorous hand to write as on a lofty rock with iron pen the words of truth, that all who pass may read.
William Blake -
Such, such were the joys When we all, girls and boys, In our youth time were seen On the Echoing Green.
William Blake -
And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love.
William Blake -
Where cheating is, there's mischief there.
William Blake
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I would advise young artists to paint as they can, as long as they can, without being afraid of painting badly.
William Blake -
Where others see but the dawn coming over the hill, I see the soul of God shouting for joy.
William Blake -
The Woman that does not love your Frowns Will never embrace your smiles.
William Blake -
All the destruction in Christian Europe has arisen from deism, which is natural religion.
William Blake