The Woman that does not love your Frowns Will never embrace your smiles. — William Blake Copy Share Image
The Sick Rose O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found… — William Blake Copy Share Image
A dog starv'd at the master's gate Predicts the ruin of the State. A horse misus'd upon the road Calls to heaven… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Does a firm persuasion that a thing is so, make it so?" He replied, "All poets believe it does. And in ages… — William Blake Copy Share Image
For where'er the sun does shine, And where'er the rain does fall, Babe can never hunger there, Nor poverty the mind appall. — William Blake Copy Share Image
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up,… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Some say that happiness is not good for mortals, & they ought to be answered that sorrow is not fit for immortals… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Does the Eagle know what is in the pit Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? Can Wisdom be put in a… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Never seek to tell thy love; Love that never told can be. For the gentle wind does move silently.. invisibly. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Colouring does not depend on where the colours are put, but on where the lights and darks are put, and all depends… — William Blake Copy Share Image
I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meet Marks of… — William Blake Copy Share Image
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up,… — William Blake Copy Share Image
He who does not imagine in stronger and better lineaments, and in stronger and better light than his perishing and mortal eye… — William Blake Copy Share Image
God appears, and God is Light, to those poor souls who dwell in Night; but does a Human Form display to those… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The person who does not believe in miracles surely makes it certain that he or she will never take part in one. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or flourish. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Kill not the moth nor butterfly, For the Last Judgement draweth nigh. — William Blake Copy Share Image
The world of imagination is the world of eternity. It is the divine bosom into which we shall all go after death of the… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Imagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Time is the mercy of Eternity; without Time's swiftness Which is the swiftest of all things, all were eternal torment. — William Blake Copy Share Image
The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal; the good one really… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Cruelty has a human heart, and jealousy a human face. Terror, the human form divine, And secrecy, the human dress. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place & governs… — William Blake Copy Share Image
