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
He who desires but does not act, breeds pestilence.
He who doubts from what he seesWill ne'er believe, do what you please.
To open the Eternal Worlds, to open the immortal EyesOf Man inwards into the Worlds of Thought: into EternityEver expanding in the Bosom of God, the Human Imagination.
Where Mercy, Love, and Pity dwellThere God is dwelling too.
Those who control their passions do so because their passions are weak enough to be controlled.
Tiger! Tiger! burning bright / In the forests of the night, / What immortal hand or eye / Could frame thy fearful symmetry?
Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache; do be my enemy - for friendship's sake
When I saw that rage was vainAnd to sulk would nothing gain,Turning many a trick and wileI began to soothe and smile.
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.
The rat, the mouse, the fox, the rabbet; watch the roots.
Wandering in many a coral grove, / Fair Nine, forsaking Poetry!
What is the Divine Spirit? Is the Holy Ghost any other than an Intellectual fountain?
The selfish smiling fool, and the sullen frowning fool, shall be both thought wise, that they may be a rod.
The sound is forced, the notes are few!