Poet
William Blake
English
- Why was Cupid a Boy
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- = "I askd my Dear Friend Orator Prigg..." =
- = "Sir Joshua praised Rubens with a Smile..." =
- = On S—— (You say reserve & modesty he has) =
- = To F—— (You call me Mad tis Folly to do so) =
- ="All Pictures thats Panted with Sense & with Thought..."=
- ="P—— loved me, not as he lovd his Friends..."=
- ="Since all the Riches of this World..."=
- ="Sir Joshua Praises Michael Angelo..."=
- ="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..."=
- ="These are the Idiots chiefest arts..."=
- ="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..."=
- ="You say their Pictures well Painted be..."=
- =A Pretty Epigram=
- =Cromek Speaks=
- =English Encouragement of Art=
- =The Phoenix to Mrs Butts=
- =To English Connoisseurs=
- =To S——d (You all your youth observed the Golden Rule)=
- =To the Royal Academy=
- =To Venetian Artists=
- =William Cowper Esqre=
- A Cradle Song
- A Cradle Song
- A DIVINE IMAGE
- A DREAM
- A fairy skipd upon my knee
- A Pitiful Case
- A POISON TREEglossed
- A Pretty Epigram
- A Song Of Liberty
- A War Song To Englishmen
- All Pictures thats Panted with Sense & with Thought
- All the night in woe
- An Imitation Of Spenser
- And his legs carried it like a long fork
- And Mnetha led them to the tent of Har; and Har and Heva
- And Mnetha said: “Thou must not go to wander dark alone
- And there the lion's ruddy eyes
- Anna Flaxman
- Another Epitaph
- Are not the joys of morning sweeter
- Audley
- Audley
- Audley
- Auguries Of Innocence
- Barren Blossom
- Beneath the white thorn, lovely May
- Bishop
- Bishop
- Blake's apology for his Catalogue
- Blind Man's Buff
- Broken Love
- But In The Wine-Presses The Human Grapes Sing Not Nor Dance
- But that I feel they will curse thee, and hang upon thy…
- Can there be any thing more mean
- Chandos
- Chandos
- Chandos
- Chandos
- Chapter IX
- Chapter VI
- Chapter XI
- Clarence
- Clarence
- Clarence
- Clarence
- Cosway Frazer & Baldwin of Egypts Lake
- Cromek Speaks
- Cupid
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Dagworth
- Day
- Daybreak
- Divine Image
- Do what you will this life's a fiction
- Earth raised up her head
- Earth's Answer
- Earth's Answer
- edited
- England! Awake! Awake! Awake!
- English Encouragement of Art
- Eternity
- Experiment. "Thou hast a lap full of seed..."
- Fair Elanor
- Florentine Ingratitude
- Forth from their caves old Zazel and his sons ran, when…
- Fragment for “Jerusalem”
- Fragments and Epigrams
- Give pensions to the Learned Pig
- Gwin King of Norway
- Heuxos and Lotho ran forth at the sound of Ijim’s voice
- HOLY THURSDAYglossed
- Holy Thursday
- How Sweet I Roam'd
- How sweet is the shepherd’s sweet lot!
- I am no Homers Hero you all know
- I askd my Dear Friend Orator Prigg
- I asked a thief to steal me a peach
- I dreamt a dream! What can it mean?
- I fear'd the fury of my wind
- I Heard An Angel
- I Rose Up At The Dawn Of Day
- I will tell you what Joseph of Arimathea
- If I eer Grow to Mans Estate
- If It Is True What The Prophets Write
- Imitation of Pope A Compliment to the Ladies
- In a mirtle shade
- In futurity
- Infant Sorrow
- Is this a holy thing to see
- Jerusalem. The Emanation of the Giant Albion/Chapter I/Plate 77
- Jerusalem: I See The Four-fold Man, The Humanity In Deadly Sleep
- King
- King
- King
- King
- King
- King
- Let the Brothels of Paris be opened
- Little fly
- Little lamb, who made thee?
- London
- London
- Long John Brown & Little Mary Bell
- Love And Harmony
- Love's Secret
- Mad Song
- Mary
- Merry, merry sparrow!
- Milton: And Did Those Feet In Ancient Time
- Mock on, Mock on, Voltaire, Rousseau
- Motto to the Songs of Innocence & of Experience
- Mr Blake's Nursery Rhyme
- Mr Cromek to Mr Stothard
- Mr Stothard to Mr Cromek
- My Spectre Around Me Night And Day
- NIGHT
- Night the Fifth
- Night the Fourth
- Night the Second
- Night the Seventh
- Night the Sixth
- Night the Third
- No real Style of Colouring ever appears
- Nought loves another as itself
- Nourished with milk, ye serpents, nourished with mother’s…
- Now Art Has Lost Its Mental Charms
- NURSE'S SONGglossed
- Nurse's Song
- O brother Ijim, if it is thy voice that speaks to me
- O dear Mother outline of knowledge most sage
- O Ijim, I am faint and weary, for my knees forbid
- O Lapwing, thou fliest around the heath
- O rose, thou art sick!
- O sons of Trojan Brutus, clothed in war
- Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat, Drowned in a Tub of Gold Fishes
- Old man! unworthy to be called the father of Tiriel’s race
- On F—— & S
- On H——ys Friendship
- On S
- On the Great Encouragement
- Once a dream did weave a shade
- original
- Percy