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Can I see another's woe, And not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, And not seek for kind relief? Can I see a falling tear, And not feel my sorrow's share? Can a father see his child Weep, nor be with sorrow filled? Can a mother sit and hear An infant groan, an infant fear? No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be!
William Blake
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When the voices of children are heard on the green And laughing is heard on the hill, My heart is at rest within my breast And everything else is still.
William Blake
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Energy is the only life, and is from the body; and reason is the bound or outward circumference of energy. Energy is eternal delight.
William Blake
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It is the greatest of crimes to depress true art and science.
William Blake
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But if at church they would give some ale. And a pleasant fire our souls to regale. We'd sing and we'd pray all the live long day, Nor ever once from the church to stray.
William Blake
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Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,Dreaming o'er the joys of night.Sleep, sleep: in thy sleepLittle sorrows sit and weep.
William Blake
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Can I see another's woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see another's grief, and not seek for kind relief?
William Blake
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On no other ground Can I sow my seed Without tearing up Some stinking weed.
William Blake
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O God, protect me from my friends, that they have not power over me. Thou hast giv'n me power to protect myself from thy bitterest enemies.
William Blake
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The generations of men run on in the tide of time, but leave their destined lineaments permanent for ever and ever.
William Blake
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He who sees the Infinite in all things sees God.
William Blake
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Some say that happiness is not good for mortals, & they ought to be answered that sorrow is not fit for immortals & is utterly useless to any one; a blight never does good to a tree, & if a blight kill not a tree but it still bear fruit, let none say that the fruit was in consequence of the blight.
William Blake
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I rest not from my great task! | To open the Eternal Worlds, | to open the immortal Eyes of Man | Inwards into the Worlds of Thought; | Into eternity, ever expanding | In the Bosom of God, | The Human Imagination
William Blake
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He who would do good to another must do it in Minute Particulars: general Good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocrite, and flatterer, for Art and Science cannot exist but in minutely organized Particulars.
William Blake
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Then the Parson might preach, & drink, & sing, And we'd be as happy as birds in the spring; And modest dame Lurch, who is always at Church, Would not have bandy children, nor fasting, nor birch.
William Blake
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He who pretends to be either painter or engraver without being a master of drawing is an imposter.
William Blake
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God is the poetic genius in each of us.
William Blake
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Mere enthusiasm is the all in all... / Passion and expression are beauty itself.
William Blake
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Heaven is in a grain of sand.
William Blake
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A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
William Blake
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I see through my eyes, not with them.
William Blake
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The little ones leaped, and shouted, and laugh'd And all the hills echoed.
William Blake
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Children of the future age Reading this indignant page Know that in a former time Love, sweet love, was thought a crime.
William Blake
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The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.
William Blake
