William Blake
William Blake (1757-1827) was an English artist and poet. His writings and artworks were not fully appreciated until his death, though his contributions were great. He is now considered a seminal figure in the history of the English poetry and visual arts of the Romantic Age.He was born in London, where he spent his life with rare intervals as a mystic from his very boyhood. He was apprenticed as an artist under an engraver, whom he assisted with his drawings, painted in watercolours and engraved, and started on original lines of his own as illustrator of books and a painter. He illustrated Young's "Night Thoughts," Blair's "Grave," and the "Book of Job."
He devoted his leisure to poetry and wrote "Songs of Innocence (1789)," "Marriage of Heaven and Hell (1794)," "Gates of Paradise (1793)," and "Songs of Experience (1794)". His poems marked the beginning of romanticism and the rejection of the Age of Enlightenment.
William Blake was an intensely religious man of deep spiritual insight, most vivid feeling and imagination. He was a man of stainless character but eccentric habits, and had for wife an angel, Catherine Boucher.
Wisdom & Quotes
- I was angry with my friend:
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
- A Poison Tree
- Cruelty has a human heart,
Terror, the human form divine,
And Secrecy, the human dress.
- A Divine Image in Songs of Experience
- Energy is eternal delight.
- The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.
- One law for the lion and ox is oppression.
- Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid courted by
- The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
- What is now proved was once only imagined.
- A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
- Mock on, mock on Voltaire, Rousseau;
You throw the sand against the wind,
And the wind blows it back again.
- Mock on, Mock on
- Innocence dwells with wisdom, but never with ignorance.
- For Mercy has a human heart,
And Love, the human form divine,
And Secrecy, the human dress.
- The Divine Image in Songs of Innocence
- The moon like a flower,
With silent delight,
Sits and smiles on the night.
- Night
- A robin red breast in a cage
- Auguries of Innocence
- To see a world in a grain of sand
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity in an hour.
- Auguries of Innocence
- Tiger! Tiger! Burning bright
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 hand dare seize the fire?
- The Tiger
- When the stars threw down their spears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
- The Tiger
Red Jacket