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Born in November 28, 1757 / Died in August 12, 1827 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by William Blake

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Sleep! Sleep! Beauty Bright

... Then the dreadful lightnings break,From thy cheek and from thy eye, ...

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To Autumn

... Of fruit; and Joy, with pinions light, roves round ...

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Never Seek to Tell thy Love

... Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears-- ...

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Mad Song

... From whence comforts have increas'd ...

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Jerusalem

... In England's green and pleasant land ...

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How Sweet I Roam'd

... Who in the sunny beams did glide!He shew'd me lilies for my hair ...

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The Wild Flower's Song

... Singing a song.'I slept in the earth ...

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Silent, Silent Night

... Why should joys be sweet ...

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Proverbs of Hell (Excerpt from The Marriage of Heaven and H

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

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You Don't Believe

... `Doubt, doubt, and don't believe without experiment': ...

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The New Jerusalem

... Bring me my charriot of fire! I will not cease from mental fight, ...

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Blind Man's Buff

... She, falling, kiss'd the ground, poor fool! ...

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I Saw a Chapel

... Till upon the altar whiteVomiting his poison out ...

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French Revolution, The (excerpt)

... 90 "Shall this marble built heaven become a clay cottage, this earth an oak stool and these mowers ...

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To the Evening Star

... Thy sacred dew; protect with them with thine influence ...