And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every Child may joy to hear.
William Blake (1757 - 1827)
Source: Songs of Innocence, 1789-90
Contributed by: Zaady
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy.
Source: The Everlasting Gospel, 1818
What is now proved was once only imagin'd.
Source: The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, 1790-93.
A Robin Redbreast in a cage Puts all Heaven in a Rage.
Source: Auguries of Innocence
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy.
Source: Proverbs of Hell
This life's dim windows of the soul Distorts the heavens from pole to pole And leads you to believe a lie When you see with, not through, the eye.
I sought my soul, But my soul I could not see. I sought my God, But my God eluded me. I sought my brother, And I found all three.
Sing louder around To the bell's cheerful sound, While our sports shall be seen, On the echoing green.
Source: Songs of Innocence, the echoing green
On no other ground Can I sow my seed Without tearing up Some stinking weed.
Some are born to sweet delight. Some are born to endless night.
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