William Blake Quotes About Love

Quotes about: Love

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  No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.

  William Blake

  Love, Motivational, Cute

  William Blake, W. H. Stevenson (2007). “Blake: The Complete Poems”, p.114, Pearson Education

• If a thing loves, it is infinite.

  William Blake

  Love, Educational, Philosophy

  William Blake (2008). “The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake”, p.604, Univ of California Press

• Eternity is in love with the productions of time.

  William Blake

  Love, Time, Eternity

  'The Marriage of Heaven and Hell' (1790-3) 'Proverbs of Hell'

• And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love.

  William Blake

  Love, Space, Earth

  "Complete Writings: With Variant Readings".

• 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.

  William Blake

  Love, Life, Broken Heart

  'Songs of Experience' (1794) 'The Clod and the Pebble'

• Love to faults is always blind, always is to joy inclined. Lawless, winged, and unconfined, and breaks all chains from every mind.

  William Blake

  Love, Joy, Mind

  William Blake, David Fuller (2000). “William Blake: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.156, Pearson Education

• I am in you and you in me, mutual in divine love.

  William Blake

  Love, Romantic, Loving Someone

  "Jerusalem: A Simplified Version".

• Fun I love, but too much fun is of all things the most loathsome. Mirth is better than fun, and happiness is better than mirth.

  William Blake

  Love, Fun, Too Much

  William Blake (1988). “William Blake”, Oxford University Press, USA

• Where mercy, love, and pity dwell, there God is dwelling too.

  William Blake

  Love, Dwelling, House

  William Blake (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of William Blake (Illustrated)”, p.893, Delphi Classics

• Without contraries is no progression. Attraction and repulsion, reason and energy, love and hate, are necessary to human existence.

  William Blake

  Love, Hate, Energy

  'The Marriage of Heaven and Hell' (1790-3) 'The Argument'

• 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.

  William Blake

  Love, Loss, Self

  'Songs of Experience' (1794) 'The Clod and the Pebble'

• Embraces are comminglings from the head even to the feet, And not a pompous high priest entering by a secret place.

  William Blake

  Love, Secret Places, Feet

  William Blake, W. H. Stevenson (2007). “Blake: The Complete Poems”, p.822, Pearson Education

• The Angel that presided o'er my birth Said, 'Little creature, formed of joy and mirth, Go love without the help of any thing on earth'.

  William Blake

  Love, Angel, Joy

  William Blake (1899). “William Blake: XVII Designs to Thornton's Virgil, Reproduced from the Original Woodcuts, MDCCCXXI.”

• He loves to sit and hear me sing, Then, laughing, sports and plays with me; Then stretches out my golden wing, And mocks my loss of liberty.

  William Blake

  Love, Sports, Laughter

  William Blake (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of William Blake (Illustrated)”, p.894, Delphi Classics

• The look of love alarms
  Because 'tis filled with fire;
  But the look of soft deceit
  Shall win the lover's hire.

  William Blake

  Love, Fire, Alarms

  "Complete Writings: With Variant Readings". Book by William Blake, 1966.

• To 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. Then every man of every clime That prays in his distress Prays to the human form divine: Love Mercy Pity Peace. And all must love the human form In heathen, Turk, or Jew. Where Mercy, Love and Pity dwell There God is dwelling too.

  William Blake

  Love, Peace, Children

  William Blake (2017). “Songs of Innocence and Experience”, p.17, BookRix

• How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few!

  William Blake

  Love, Moving, Sound

  William Blake (2005). “Collected Poems”, p.12, Routledge

• How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide!

  William Blake

  Love, Summer, Sweet

  William Blake, David Fuller (2000). “William Blake: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.45, Pearson Education

• My silks and fine array, My smiles and languished air, By love are driv'n away And mournful lean Despair Brings me yew to deck my grave: Such end true lovers have.

  William Blake

  Love, Air, Yew

  William Blake (2008). “The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake”, p.413, Univ of California Press

• For Mercy has a human heart Pity, a human face: And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.

  William Blake

  Love, Jealousy, Peace

  'Songs of Innocence' (1789) 'The Divine Image'

• Bring me an axe and spade,
  Bring me a winding-sheet;
  When I my grave have made
  Let winds and tempests beat:
  Then down I'll lie as cold as clay.
  True love doth pass away!

  William Blake

  Love, Lying, Wind

  William Blake, David Fuller (2000). “William Blake: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.46, Pearson Education

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