William Blake Quotes - Page 17

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• Want of money and the distress of a thief can never be alleged as the cause of his thieving, for many honest people endure greater hardships with fortitude. We must therefore seek the cause elsewhere than in want of money, for that is the miser's passion, not the thief s.

  William Blake

  Passion, People, Thieves

  William Blake (1977). “The Portable William Blake”, p.135, Penguin

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• The lust of the goat is the bounty of God.

  William Blake

  Lust, Goats, Glory Of God

  The Marriage of Heaven and Hell "Proverbs of Hell" (1790 - 1793)

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• Mere enthusiasm is the all in all.

  William Blake

  Enthusiasm, Mere

  Thomas Wright, William Blake (1969). “The life of William Blake”

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• How do you know but ev’ry Bird that cuts the airy way, Is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five?

  William Blake

  Cutting, Bird, Delight

  William Blake (1975). “The Marriage of Heaven and Hell”, p.51, Oxford Paperbacks

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• I cry, Love! Love! Love! happy happy Love! free as the mountain wind!

  William Blake

  Wind, Happy Love, Mountain

  William Blake (2008). “The Complete Poetry and Prose of William Blake”, p.50, Univ of California Press

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• The stars are threshed, and the souls are threshed from their husks.

  William Blake

  Stars, Soul

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• For everything exists and not one sigh nor smile nor tear, one hair nor particle of dust, not one can pass away.

  William Blake

  Truth, Hair, Dust

  William Blake, W. H. Stevenson (2007). “Blake: The Complete Poems”, p.686, Pearson Education

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• The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels and God, and at liberty when of Devils and Hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil's party without knowing it.

  William Blake

  Party, Angel, Knowing

  The Marriage of Heaven and Hell "The Voice of the Devil" (note) (1790 - 1793)

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• When a Man has Married a WifeHe finds out whetherHer Knees & elbows are onlyglued together.

  William Blake

  Men, Together, Elbows

  William Blake (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of William Blake (Illustrated)”, p.804, Delphi Classics

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• [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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• A skylark wounded in the wing, / A cherubim does cease to sing.

  William Blake

  Wings, Singing, Doe

  'Auguries of Innocence' (c.1803) l. 9

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• O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou build thy dark, Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car.

  William Blake

  Dark, Winter, Doors

  William Blake (1953). “Selected poetry and prose”, Random House Inc

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• The little ones leaped, and shouted, and laugh'd
  And all the hills echoed

  William Blake

  Laughing, Littles, Hills

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• And priests in black gowns were walking their rounds and binding with briars my joys and desires. (from 'The Garden of Love')

  William Blake

  Garden, Joy, Black

  William Blake (2005). “Collected Poems”, p.75, Routledge

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• Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant crown Put on, and smile upon our evening bed!

  William Blake

  Angel, Light, Hair

  William Blake (1783). “Poetical Sketches”, p.5

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• The fields from Islington to Marybone, To Primrose Hill and Saint John's Wood, Were builded over with pillars of gold; And there Jerusalem's pillars stood.

  William Blake

  Gold, Fields, Pillars

  'Jerusalem' (1815) 'To the Jews' (plate 27, l. 1) "The fields from Islington to Marybone"

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• I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee!

  William Blake

  Happiness, Baby, Sweet

  William Blake (1977). “The Portable William Blake”, p.71, Penguin

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• Works of Art can only be produc'd in Perfection where the Man is either in Affluence or is Above the Care of it.

  William Blake

  Art, Men, Perfection

  William Blake (1977). “The Portable William Blake”, p.451, Penguin

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• In every cry of every man,
  In every infant's cry of fear,
  In every voice, in every ban,
  The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.

  William Blake

  Men, Voice, Mind

  William Blake, Andrew Lincoln (1991). “Songs of Innocence and of Experience”, p.193, Princeton University Press

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• 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 filled? Can a mother sit and hear An infant groan, an infant fear? No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be!

  William Blake

  Mother, Children, Father

  'Songs of Innocence' (1789) 'On Another's Sorrow'

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• Imitation is criticism.

  William Blake

  Criticism, Artistic, Imitation

  William Blake (1966). “Complete Writings: With Variant Readings”, p.453, Oxford University Press, USA

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• Little Lamb, who made thee? Dost thou know who made thee?

  William Blake

  Sheep, Lambs, Littles

  'Songs of Innocence' (1789) 'The Lamb'

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• Think not thou canst sigh a sigh
  And thy maker is not by;
  Think not thou canst weep a tear
  And thy maker is not near.

  William Blake

  God, Thinking, Tears

  William Blake (2005). “Collected Poems”, p.60, Routledge

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• 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

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• Like a fiend in a cloud,
  With howling woe,
  After night I do crowd,
  And with night will go;
  I turn my back to the east,
  From whence comforts have increased;
  For light doth seize my brain
  With frantic pain.

  William Blake

  Pain, Night, Clouds

  "Poetical Sketches". Book by William Blake, 1783.

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