William Blake
William Blake
William Blakewas an English poet, painter, and printmaker. Largely unrecognised during his lifetime, Blake is now considered a seminal figure in the history of the poetry and visual arts of the Romantic Age. His prophetic works have been said to form "what is in proportion to its merits the least read body of poetry in the English language". His visual artistry led one contemporary art critic to proclaim him "far and away the greatest artist Britain has ever produced". In...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPhilosopher
Date of Birth28 November 1757
Great things are done when men and mountains meet. This is not done by jostling in the street.
For Mercy has a human heart; Pity, a human face; Love, the human form divine; and Peace, the human dress.
I can look at the knot in a piece of wood until it frightens me.
What is now proved was only once imagined.
What is now proved was once only imagin'd
What is it men in women do require? The lineaments of Gratified Desire.What is it women do in men require? The lineaments of Gratified Desire.
Twas on a Holy Thursday, their innocent faces clean, / The children walking two and two, in red and blue and green.
When I tell any truth it is not for the sake of convincing those who do not know it, but for the sake of defending those who do.
Bring out number weight and measure in a year of dearth.
Bring me my bow of burning gold!Bring me my arrows of desire!Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!Bring me my chariot of fire!
Everything that lives, lives not alone, nor for itself.
When Sir Joshua Reynolds died / All Nature was degraded; / The King dropped a tear in the Queen's ear, / And all his pictures faded.
Every thing possible to be believed is an image of truth.
Every tear from every eye / Becomes a babe in Eternity.