Let every Christian, as much as in him lies, engage himself openly and publicly, before all the World, in some mental pursuit for the Building up of Jerusalem.
William BlakeI have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee!
William BlakeThe countless gold of a merry heart, The rubies and pearls of a loving eye, The indolent never can bring to the mart, Nor the secret hoard up in his treasury.
William BlakeAnd is he honest who resists his genius or conscience only for the sake of present ease or gratification
William BlakeThe pride of the peacock is the glory of God. The lust of the goat is the bounty of God. The wrath of the lion is the wisdom of God. The nakedness of woman is the work of God.
William BlakeGod appears, and God is Light, to those poor souls who dwell in Night; but does a Human Form display to those who dwell in realms of Day.
William BlakeMans desires are limited by his perceptions; none can desire what he has not perceived.
William BlakeThe moon, like a flower in heaven's high bower, with silent delight sits and smiles on the night.
William BlakeLove seeketh only self to please, To bind another to its delight, Joys in another's loss of ease, And builds a Hell in Heaven's despite.
William BlakeThe apple tree never asks the beech how he shall grow, nor the lion, the horse, how he shall take his prey.
William BlakeSince the French Revolution Englishmen are all intermeasurable one by another, certainly a happy state of agreement to which I forone do not agree.
William BlakeThis life's dim windows of the soul Distorts the heavens from pole to pole And leads you to believe a lie When you see with, not through, the eye.
William BlakeImagination is the real and eternal world of which this vegetable universe is but a faint shadow.
William BlakeA DIVINE IMAGE Cruelty has a human heart, And Jealousy a human face; Terror the human form divine, And Secresy the human dress. The human dress is forged iron, The human form a fiery forge, The human face a furnace sealed, The human heart its hungry gorge.
William BlakeWithout minute neatness of execution, the sublime cannot exist! Grandeur of ideas is founded on precision of ideas.
William BlakeBut to go to school in a summer morn, O! It drives all joy away; Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the day In sighing and dismay.
William BlakeThe Man who pretends to be a modest enquirer into the truth of a self-evident thing is a Knave.
William BlakeI heard an Angel singing; When the day was springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace; Is the world's release.
William BlakeGod keep me from the divinity of Yes and Nothe Yea Nay Creeping Jesus, from supposing Up and Down to be the same thing as allexperimentalists must suppose.
William Blake