English poem
="These are the Idiots chiefest arts..."=
These are the Idiots chiefest artst To blend & not define the Parts The Swallow sings in Courts of Kings That Fools have their high finishings And this the Princes golden rule The Laborious stumble of a Fool To make out the parts is the wise mans aim But to lose them the Fool makes his foolish Game
More by William Blake
- ="Swelld limbs with no outline that you can descry..."=
- ="The Cripple every Step Drudges & labours..."=
- ="The only Man that eer I knew..."=
- ="The Sussex Men are Noted Fools..."=
- ="Was I angry with Hayley who usd me so ill"=
- ="When a Man has Married a Wife..."=
- ="When I see a Rubens Rembrant Correggio..."=
- ="When you look at a picture you always can see..."=