America, A Prophecy (William Blake Poems)
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc,When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode:His food she ...
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc,When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode:His food she ...
Prepare, prepare the iron helm of war,Bring forth the lots, cast in the spacious orb;Th' Angel of Fate turns them ...
The nameless shadowy female rose from out the breast of Orc, Her snaky hair brandishing in the winds of Enitharmon; ...
TO my friend Butts I write My first vision of light, On the yellow sands sitting. The sun was emitting ...
The shadowy Daughter of Urthona stood before red Orc, When fourteen suns had faintly journey'd o'er his dark abode: His ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
O holy virgin! clad in purest white, Unlock heav'n's golden gates, and issue forth; Awake the dawn that sleeps in ...
O thou who passest thro' our valleys in Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat That flames from ...
The bell struck one, and shook the silent tower; The graves give up their dead: fair Elenor Walk'd by the ...
Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines From his mountains; an ...
84 Thee the ancientest peer, Duke of Burgundy, rose from the monarch's right hand, red as wines 85 From his ...
The Argument. Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burdend air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep Once meek, ...
The wild winds weep And the night is a-cold; Come hither, Sleep, And my griefs infold: But lo! the morning ...
The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy. Thine has a great hook nose like ...
Twas on a Holy Thursday their innocent faces clean The children walking two & two in red & blue & ...
MY Spectre around me night and day Like a wild beast guards my way; My Emanation far within Weeps incessantly ...
Love seeketh not Itself to please. Nor for itself hath any care; But for another gives its ease. And builds ...
Dear Mother, dear Mother, the Church is cold, But the Ale-house is healthy & pleasant & warm: Besides I can ...
Sweet dreams form a shade, O'er my lovely infants head. Sweet dreams of pleasant streams, By happy silent moony beams ...
A little black thing among the snow: Crying weep, weep, in notes of woe! Where are thy father & mother? ...
To see a world in a grain of sand And a heaven in a wild flower, Hold infinity in the ...
"Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds ...
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