The poems of William Blake [ed. by R.H. Shepherd].Boni & Liveright., 1874 |
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... blood of the grape , pass not , but sit Beneath my shady roof , there thou mayst rest , And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe , And all the daughters of the year shall dance ! Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers . " The ...
... blood of the grape , pass not , but sit Beneath my shady roof , there thou mayst rest , And tune thy jolly voice to my fresh pipe , And all the daughters of the year shall dance ! Sing now the lusty song of fruits and flowers . " The ...
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... blood ! ' Take this , ” he cried ; and thrust into her arms A wet napkin , wrapt about ; then rush'd Past , howling : she received into her arms Pale death , and follow'd on the wings of fear . They pass'd swift thro ' the outer gate ...
... blood ! ' Take this , ” he cried ; and thrust into her arms A wet napkin , wrapt about ; then rush'd Past , howling : she received into her arms Pale death , and follow'd on the wings of fear . They pass'd swift thro ' the outer gate ...
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... blood ; it groan'd , and thus it spake : " O Eleanor , behold thy husband's head " Who , sleeping on the stones of yonder tower , " Was reft of life by the accursed duke ! " A hired villain turn'd my sleep to death ! " O Eleanor ...
... blood ; it groan'd , and thus it spake : " O Eleanor , behold thy husband's head " Who , sleeping on the stones of yonder tower , " Was reft of life by the accursed duke ! " A hired villain turn'd my sleep to death ! " O Eleanor ...
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... blood ; Like lions ' whelps , roaring abroad , Seeking their nightly food . Down Bleron's hills they dreadful rush , Their cry ascends the clouds ; The trampling horse and clanging arms Like rushing mighty floods ! Their wives and ...
... blood ; Like lions ' whelps , roaring abroad , Seeking their nightly food . Down Bleron's hills they dreadful rush , Their cry ascends the clouds ; The trampling horse and clanging arms Like rushing mighty floods ! Their wives and ...
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... blood , and groans and shakes , To drink her children's gore , A sea of blood ; nor can the eye See to the trembling shore ! And on the verge of this wild sea Famine and death doth cry ; The cries of women and of babes Over the field ...
... blood , and groans and shakes , To drink her children's gore , A sea of blood ; nor can the eye See to the trembling shore ! And on the verge of this wild sea Famine and death doth cry ; The cries of women and of babes Over the field ...
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Albion's angel arm'd arms AUDLEY babe battle beams beneath Blake Blake's blood blossoms bosom breast bright brow Chandos child clouds cover'd cries dance dark death delight dost doth earth echoing green England eyes face fair father fear feet field fight fill'd fire fled flower frowning fruit gold golden grave green groan Gwin hand happy hath head hear heard heart heaven hills holy Holy Thursday howling infant Jerusalem lamb Lamb of God land laugh LAUGHING SONG light LITTLE BOY LOST Lord Percy Lyca maiden Mary merry morning mother never night o'er pale pipe pity pleasant poems Prince QUEEN PHILIPPA roll'd round shine shore sigh silent sing sleep smile SONGS OF EXPERIENCE Songs of Innocence sorrow soul summer sweet sword tears thee thine thro tree trembling voice walk weep wept wild William William Blake William Bond wind wings youth
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หน้า 161 - Bring me my bow of burning gold! Bring me my arrows of desire! Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold! Bring me my chariot of fire! I will not cease from mental fight, nor shall my sword sleep in my hand, till we have built Jerusalem in England's green and pleasant land.
หน้า 146 - Shudders hell thro' all its regions. A dog starv'd at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state. A horse misused upon the road Calls to heaven for human blood. Each outcry of the hunted hare A fibre from the brain does tear. A skylark wounded in the wing, A cherubim does cease to sing. The game-cock dipt and arm'd for fight Does the rising sun affright.
หน้า 91 - And we are put on earth a little space, That we may learn to bear the beams of love ; And these black bodies and this sunburnt face Are but a cloud, and like a shady grove.
หน้า 87 - Piping down the valleys wild, Piping songs of pleasant glee, On a cloud I saw a child, And he laughing said to me : — ' Pipe a song about a lamb :
หน้า 115 - TIGER, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, 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...
หน้า 116 - Did He smile His work to see? Did He who made the lamb make thee?
หน้า 105 - No, no! never can it be! Never, never can it be! And can He who smiles on all Hear the wren with sorrows small, Hear the small bird's grief and care, Hear the woes that infants...
หน้า 89 - LITTLE lamb, who made thee ? Dost thou know who made thee, Gave thee life and bid thee feed By the stream and o'er the mead ; Gave thee clothing of delight, Softest clothing, woolly, bright ; Gave thee such a tender voice Making all the vales rejoice ; Little lamb, who made thee ? Dost thou know who made thee ? Little lamb, I'll tell thee, Little lamb, I'll tell thee. He is called...
หน้า 145 - To see a World in a grain of sand, And a Heaven in a wild flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand, And Eternity in an hour. A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all Heaven in a rage.
หน้า 112 - The Sick Rose O rose, thou art sick; The invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm, Has found out thy bed Of crimson joy, And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.