My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white; White as an angel… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Thou fair-hair'd angel of the evening, Now, whilst the sun rests on the mountains, light Thy bright torch of love; thy radiant… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Like a fiend in a cloud, With howling woe After night I do crowd And with night will go; I turn my… — William Blake Copy Share Image
[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 Copy Share Image
Mock on, mock on, Voltaire, Rousseau! Mock on, mock on: 'Tis all in vain! You throw the sand against the wind, And… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Degrade first the Arts if you'd Mankind Degrade. Hire Idiots to Paint with cold light & hot shade: Give high Price for… — William Blake Copy Share Image
The spirits of the air live on the smells Of fruit; and joy, with pinions light, roves round The gardens, or sits… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Let the men do their duty & the women will be such wonders; the female life lives from the light of the… — 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
The atoms of Democritus And Newton's particles of light Are sands upon the Red Sea shore, Where Israel's tents do shine so… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Let men do their duty and the women will be such wonders; the female lives from the light of the male: see… — William Blake Copy Share Image
I thought Love lived in the hot sunshine, But O, he lives in the moony light! I thought to find Love in… — 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
He who replies to words of doubt doth put the light of knowledge out. — 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