The poems of William Blake [ed. by R.H. Shepherd].Boni & Liveright., 1874 |
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... Child , " by Benjamin Heath Malkin , ( London , 1806 ) , contains a portrait frontispiece designed by Blake , in introducing which the author devotes twenty pages to a dis- quisition on Blake's genius , and quotes the follow- ing poems ...
... Child , " by Benjamin Heath Malkin , ( London , 1806 ) , contains a portrait frontispiece designed by Blake , in introducing which the author devotes twenty pages to a dis- quisition on Blake's genius , and quotes the follow- ing poems ...
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... and that they will there- fore be welcome without such adventitious aid ; that they will be cherished by children for their * As the fast - waning fame of Rogers may show . purity and simplicity , and by grown - up men INTRODUCTION . xi.
... and that they will there- fore be welcome without such adventitious aid ; that they will be cherished by children for their * As the fast - waning fame of Rogers may show . purity and simplicity , and by grown - up men INTRODUCTION . xi.
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... children , love one another . For love is the fulfilling of the law . He that loveth not , knoweth not God ; for God is love . " Some of his poems would doubtless have been improved by additional polish : there are many harsh and rugged ...
... children , love one another . For love is the fulfilling of the law . He that loveth not , knoweth not God ; for God is love . " Some of his poems would doubtless have been improved by additional polish : there are many harsh and rugged ...
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... child , these songs of one whose Muse For happy children piped her sweetest lays , Nor deem'd their suffrages her lightest praise Who hold Heaven's kingdom as their proper dues . And wilt thou with the lyric gift refuse His thanks ...
... child , these songs of one whose Muse For happy children piped her sweetest lays , Nor deem'd their suffrages her lightest praise Who hold Heaven's kingdom as their proper dues . And wilt thou with the lyric gift refuse His thanks ...
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... children cry for bread ; Arise , and pull the tyrant down , Let Gwin be humbled . Gordred the giant roused himself From sleeping in his cave ; He shook the hills , and in the clouds The troubled banners wave . Beneath them roll'd , like ...
... children cry for bread ; Arise , and pull the tyrant down , Let Gwin be humbled . Gordred the giant roused himself From sleeping in his cave ; He shook the hills , and in the clouds The troubled banners wave . Beneath them roll'd , like ...
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Albion's angel arm'd arms AUDLEY babe battle beams beneath Blake Blake's blood blossoms bosom breast bright brow Chandos child clouds cover'd cries dance dark death delight dost doth earth echoing green England eyes face fair father fear feet field fight fill'd fire fled flower frowning fruit gold golden grave green groan Gwin hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hills holy Holy Thursday howling infant Jerusalem lamb Lamb of God land laugh LAUGHING SONG light LITTLE BOY LOST Lord Percy Lyca maiden Mary merry morning mother never night o'er pale pipe pity pleasant poems Prince QUEEN PHILIPPA roll'd round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile SONGS OF EXPERIENCE Songs of Innocence sorrow soul summer sweet sword tears thee thine thro tree trembling voice walk weep wept wild William William Blake William Bond wind wings youth
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Página 161 - Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire! I will not cease from mental fight, nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, till we have built Jerusalem in England's green and pleasant land.
Página 146 - Shudders hell thro' all its regions. A dog starv'd at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state. A horse misused 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 in the wing, A cherubim does cease to sing. The game-cock dipt and arm'd for fight Does the rising sun affright.
Página 91 - And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love ; And these black bodies and this sunburnt face Are but a cloud, and like a shady grove.
Página 87 - Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me : — ' Pipe a song about a lamb :
Página 115 - TIGER, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry ? In what distant deeps or skies Burnt the fire of thine eyes ? On what wings dare he aspire ? What the hand dare seize the fire...
Página 116 - Did He smile His work to see? Did He who made the lamb make thee?
Página 105 - No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be! And can He who smiles on all Hear the wren with sorrows small, Hear the small bird's grief and care, Hear the woes that infants...
Página 89 - LITTLE lamb, who made thee ? Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead ; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright ; Gave thee such a tender voice Making all the vales rejoice ; Little lamb, who made thee ? Dost thou know who made thee ? Little lamb, I'll tell thee, Little lamb, I'll tell thee. He is called...
Página 145 - To see a World in a grain of sand, And a Heaven in a wild flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand, And Eternity in an hour. A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all Heaven in a rage.
Página 112 - The Sick Rose O rose, thou art sick; The invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.