Joy Quotes by William Blake

Energy is an eternal delight.

— William Blake

Joys impregnate. Sorrows bring forth.

— William Blake

Energy is eternal delight.

— William Blake

Joy and woe are woven fine.

— William Blake

Life delights in life.

— William Blake

How can a bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing?

— William Blake

Praises reap not! Joys laugh not! Sorrows weep not!

— William Blake

He who kisses joy as it flies by will live in eternity's sunrise.

— William Blake

The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled.

— William Blake

Excess of sorrow laughs, excess of joy weeps.

— William Blake

Excessive sorrow laughs. Excessive joy weeps.

— William Blake

Some are born to sweet delight, Some are born to endless night.

— William Blake

And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every Child may joy…

— William Blake

As the caterpillar chooses the fairest leaves to lay her eggs on, so the priest lays his curse on the fairest joys.

— William Blake

Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,Dreaming o'er the joys of night.Sleep, sleep: in thy sleepLittle sorrows sit and weep.

— William Blake

I have mental joys and mental health, Mental friends and mental wealth, I've a wife that I love and that loves me;…

— William Blake

To Mercy, Pity, Peace and Love All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness.

— William Blake

Sweet babe, in thy face Soft desires I can trace, Secret joys and secret smiles, Little pretty infant wiles.

— William Blake

He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives…

— William Blake

Where others see but the dawn coming over the hill, I see the soul of God shouting for joy.

— William Blake

“It is right it should be so; Man was made for joy and woe; And when this we rightly know, Thro' the…

— William Blake

“I have no name I am but two days old.- What shall I call thee? I happy am Joy is my name,-…

— William Blake

O thou who passest through our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from their large…

— William Blake

The Sick Rose O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found…

— William Blake

The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in…

— William Blake

I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where…

— William Blake

Man was made for joy and woe, and when this we rightly know through the world we safely go. Joy and woe…

— William Blake

Man was made for joy and woe Then when this we rightly know Through the world we safely go. Joy and woe…

— William Blake

“And Priests in black gowns, were walking their rounds, And binding with briars, my joys & desires.”

— William Blake

But to go to school in a summer morn, O! It drives all joy away; Under a cruel eye outworn, The little…

— William Blake

Joy and woe are woven fine, A clothing for the soul divine. Under every grief and pine Runs a joy with silken…

— William Blake

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

— William Blake

Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves the feet of angels bright; unseen they pour blessing, and joy without ceasing, on each bud…

— William Blake

“O Rose, thou art sick. The invisible worm That flies in the night In the howling storm Has found out thy bed…

— William Blake

How can the bird that is born for joy Sit in a cage and sing? How can a child, when fears annoy,…

— William Blake

I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name.…

— William Blake

The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits…

— William Blake

The moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.

— William Blake

He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives…

— William Blake

Such, such were the joys When we all, girls and boys, In our youth time were seen On the Echoing Green.

— William Blake