To Mercy Pity Peace and Love All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness. For Mercy… — William Blake Copy Share Image
For Mercy has a human heart Pity, a human face: And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress. — William Blake Copy Share Image
What is it men in women do require: The lineaments of gratified desire. What is it women do in men require: The… — 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
The look of love alarms Because 'tis filled with fire; But the look of soft deceit Shall sin the lover's hire. — William Blake Copy Share Image
Bring me an axe and spade, Bring me a winding-sheet; When I my grave have made Let winds and tempests beat: Then… — William Blake Copy Share Image
There is a smile of love, And there is a smile of deceit, And there is a smile of smiles In which… — William Blake Copy Share Image
“He who loves feels love descend into him and if he has wisdom may perceive it from the Poetic Genius which is… — William Blake Copy Share Image
My mother groan'd, my father wept Into the dangerous world I leapt, Helpless, naked, piping load, Like a friend hid in a… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Love is the child that breathes our breath. Love is the child that scatters death — William Blake Copy Share Image
And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love. — William Blake Copy Share Image
How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who… — William Blake Copy Share Image
Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven… — 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
