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Never Seek to Tell thy Love by William Blake

Never seek to tell thy love Love that never told can be For the gentle wind does move Silently invisibly I told my love I told my love I told her all my heart Trembling cold in ghastly fears Ah … Continue reading

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The Ecchoing Green by William Blake

The sun does arise, And make happy the skies. The merry bells ring To welcome the Spring. The sky-lark and thrush, The birds of the bush, Sing louder around, To the bells’ cheerful sound. While our sports shall be seen … Continue reading

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The Tyger by William Blake

Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? In what distant deeps or skies. Burnt the fire of thine eyes? On what wings dare he aspire? What the … Continue reading

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The Marriage of Heaven and Hell by William Blake

“If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.” William Blake 1757–1827 Click here for the LibriVox recording of The Marriage of Heaven and Hell by William Blake. Click here for the Library … Continue reading

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The Four Zoas (excerpt) by William Blake

‘What is the price of Experience? do men buy it for a song? Or wisdom for a dance in the street? No, it is bought with the price Of all that a man hath, his house, his wife, his children. … Continue reading

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The Sick Rose by William Blake

O Rose thou art sick. The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm: Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy. William Blake Recommended further reading: Literary … Continue reading

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The Little Black Boy by William Blake

My mother bore me in the southern wild, And I am black, but O! my soul is white; White as an angel is the English child: But I am black as if bereav’d of light. My mother taught me underneath … Continue reading

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