William Blake

William Blake

William Blake (28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827) was an English poet, painter, and printmaker. Largely unrecognised during his lifetime, Blake is now considered a seminal figure iБольше
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The Land of Dreams

Awake, awake, my little boy
Thou wast thy mother's only joy;
Why dost thou weep in thy gentle sleep
Awake

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Infant Sorrow

My mother groaned, my father wept,
Into the dangerous world I leapt;
Helpless, naked, piping loud,
Like a fiend hid in a cloud

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The Schoolboy

I love to rise in a summer morn,
When the birds sing on every tree;
The distant huntsman winds his horn,
And the sky-lark sings with me

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London

I wander thro' each charter'd street,
Near where the charter'd Thames does flow.
And mark in every face I meet
Marks of weakness, marks of woe.

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The Human Abstract

Pity would be no
If we did not make somebody Poor;
And Mercy no more could
If all were as happy as we

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The Tyger

Tyger Tyger, burning bright,
In the forests of the night;
What immortal hand or eye,
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

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Silent Silent Night

Silent, silent night,
Quench the holy
Of thy torches bright;
For possessed of

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To Spring

O thou with dewy locks, who lookest
Thro' the clear windows of the morning,
Thine angel eyes upon our western isle,
Which in full choir hails thy approach,

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The Wild Flowers Song

As I wandered the forest,
The green leaves among,
I heard a Wild
Singing a song

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Spring

Sound the flute
Now it's mute
Bird's delight,      Day and night,      Nightingale,      In the dale,      Lark in sky,—      Merrily,
Merrily merrily, to welcome in the year

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The Crystal Cabinet

The Maiden caught me in the wild,
Where I was dancing merrily;
She put me into her Cabinet,
And lock'd me up with a golden key

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The Echoing Green

The sun does arise,
And make happy the skies;
The merry bells
To welcome the spring;

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