William Blake
William Blake
William Blakewas an English poet, painter, and printmaker. Largely unrecognised during his lifetime, Blake is now considered a seminal figure in the history of the poetry and visual arts of the Romantic Age. His prophetic works have been said to form "what is in proportion to its merits the least read body of poetry in the English language". His visual artistry led one contemporary art critic to proclaim him "far and away the greatest artist Britain has ever produced". In...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPhilosopher
Date of Birth28 November 1757
Tools were made and born were hands, Every farmer understands.
A skylark wounded in the wing, / A cherubim does cease to sing.
Come live, and be merry, and join with me, To sing the sweet chorus of 'Ha ha he!
A dog starv'd at the 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 on the wing, A cherubim does cease to sing.
Mere enthusiasm is the all in all.
God only acts and is, in existing beings or men.
Mercy, pity, and peace, Are the world's release.
Desperate remorse swallows the present in a quenchless rage.
Execution is the chariot of genius.
It is an easy thing to talk of patience to the afflicted.
I care not whether a man is good or evil; all that I care / Is whether he is a wise man or a fool. Go! put off holiness, / And put on intellect.
If the lion was advised by the fox, he would be cunning.
There is a smile of love, And there is a smile of deceit, And there is a smile of smiles In which these two smiles meet.
I was in a Printing-house in Hell, and saw the method in which knowledge is transmitted from generation to generation.