William Blake Quotes About Morning

Quotes about: Morning

• The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.

  William Blake

  Happiness, Thank You, Thanksgiving

  William Blake, David Fuller (2000). “William Blake: Selected Poetry and Prose”, p.133, Pearson Education

• Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.

  William Blake

  Good Morning, Happiness, Sleep

  William Blake (2005). “Collected Poems”, p.167, Routledge

• THE POISON TREE I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe; I told it not, my wrath did grow. And I water'd it in fears, Night & morning with my tears; And I sunned it with my smiles And with soft deceitful wiles. And it grew both day and night, Till it bore an apple bright; And my foe beheld it shine, And he knew that it was mine, And into my garden stole When the night had veil'd the pole: In the morning glad I see My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.

  William Blake

  Morning, Night, Garden

  'Songs of Experience' (1794) 'A Poison Tree'

• O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down
  Thro' the clear windows of the morning, turn
  Thine angel eyes upon our western isle,
  Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring!
  
  The hills tell each other, and the listening
  Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turned
  Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth,
  And let thy holy feet visit our clime.
  
  Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds
  Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste
  Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls
  Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.

  William Blake

  Morning, Spring, Eye

  William Blake (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of William Blake (Illustrated)”, p.18, Delphi Classics

• And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles.

  William Blake

  Morning, Night, Tears

  William Blake, W. H. Stevenson (2007). “Blake: The Complete Poems”, p.155, Pearson Education

• O Earth, O Earth, return! Arise from out the dewy grass; Night is worn; And the morn Rises from the slumbrous mass.

  William Blake

  Morning, Night, Earth

  William Blake (2005). “Collected Poems”, p.65, Routledge

• [L]et light Rise from the chambers of the east, and bring The honey'd dew that cometh on waking day. O radiant morning.

  William Blake

  Morning, Light, Dew

  William Blake (2000). “The Selected Poems of William Blake”, p.6, Wordsworth Editions

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