The Poetical Works of William Blake: Lyrical and MiscellaneousG. Bell & sons, 1893 - 231 páginas |
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Albion angel arms artist AUDLEY beams beneath Blake blood Book of Thel bright brow Caiaphas Chandos clouds colour curse D. G. Rossetti DAGWORTH dark death delight designs devils divine doth earth echoing green England engraved eyes father fear feet Felpham fire Flaxman flowers forgive gates Gilchrist's book gold golden green groan Gwin hand happy hath Hayley head hear heard heart heaven hills holy human Jerusalem Jesus KING lamb Lamb of God land laugh light live Lord Lyca mind morning never night o'er pharisee pity poem Poetical Sketches pride Prophetic Books round Satan shining silent sing Sir Thomas sleep smile Songs of Experience Songs of Innocence sorrow soul spirit sweet Swinburne sword tears thee Thel thine things THOMAS DAGWORTH thou art Tiriel Titian trembling verse vision voice walk weep wild William William Blake wings youth
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Página 106 - 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 ? And what shoulder and what art Could twist the sinews of thy heart...
Página 78 - 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 : ' So I piped with merry cheer. ' Piper, pipe that song again : ' So I piped ; he wept to hear.
Página 92 - Then come home, my children, the sun is gone down, And the dews of night arise ; Come, come, leave off play, and let us away, Till the morning appears in the skies.
Página 83 - When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry
Página 98 - Love seeketh not Itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds a Heaven in Hell's despair." So sung a little Clod of Clay Trodden with the cattle's feet, But a Pebble of the brook Warbled out these metres meet: "Love seeketh only Self to please, To bind another to Its delight, Joys in another's loss of ease, And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.
Página 132 - Mock on' Mock on, mock on, Voltaire, Rousseau; Mock on, mock on: 'tis all in vain! You throw the sand against the wind, And the wind blows it back again. And every sand becomes a gem, Reflected in the beams divine. Blown back they blind the mocking eye, But still in Israel's paths they shine.
Página 94 - 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 fill'd?
Página 50 - Whether in heaven ye wander fair, Or the green corners of the earth, Or the blue regions of the air Where the melodious winds have birth...
Página 87 - Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love, All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness. For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love, Is God our Father dear ; And Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love, Is man, his child and care. For Mercy has a human heart ; Pity, a human face ; And Love, the human form divine; And Peace, the human dress.
Página 133 - O why was I born with a different face? Why was I not born like the rest of my race?