To Thomas Butts (William Blake Poems)
TO my friend Butts I write My first vision of light, On the yellow sands sitting. The sun was emitting ...
TO my friend Butts I write My first vision of light, On the yellow sands sitting. The sun was emitting ...
AFRICA I will sing you a song of Los. the Eternal Prophet: He sung it to four harps at the ...
He. Where thou dwellest, in what grove, Tell me Fair One, tell me Love; Where thou thy charming nest dost ...
I rose up at the dawn of day-- `Get thee away! get thee away! Pray'st thou for riches? Away! away! ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of ...
I was angry with my friend; I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: ...
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