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Born in November 28, 1757 / Died in August 12, 1827 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by William Blake

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On Anothers Sorrow

... Hear the woes that infants bear--And not sit beside the nest ...

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The Blossom

... Near my Bosom.Pretty Pretty Robin ...

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Holy Thursday (Innocence)

... ys & girls raising their innocent handsNow like a mighty wind they raise to heaven the voice of song ...

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Eternity

... But he who kisses the joy as it flies ...

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Broken Love

... Their marble tombs I built with tears, ...

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The Shepherd

... And his tongue shall be filled with praise ...

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The Voice Of The Ancient Bard

... They stumble all night over bones of the dead: ...

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The Marriage of Heaven and Hell (excerpt)

... ller chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys ...

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Mock On, Mock On, Voltaire, Rousseau

... Where Israel's tents do shine so bright ...

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To Nobodaddy

... From every searching EyeWhy darkness & obscurity ...

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Love and Harmony

... Like gentle streams beneath our feet ...

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The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

... _________________________________PLATE 16The Giants who formed this world into its sensual existence ...

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I Heard an Angel

... If there was nobody poor,And pity no more could be, ...

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Why Was Cupid a Boy

... Is to pick out the heads of the darts ...

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Three Things to Remember

... He who shall hurt the little wren ...