Works of William Blake
Eternity
He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I Rose Up at the Dawn of Day
I rose up at the dawn of day-- `Get thee away! get thee away! Pray'st thou for riches? Away! away! This is the Throne of Mammon grey.'
Said I: This, sure, is very odd; I took it to be the Throne of God. For everything besides I have: It is only for riches that I can crave.
I have mental joy, and mental health, And mental friends, and mental wealth; I've a wife I love, and that loves me; I've all but riches bodily.
I am in God's presence night and day, And He never turns His face away; The accuser of sins by my side doth stand, And he holds my money-bag in his hand.
For my worldly things God makes him pay, And he'd pay for more if to him I would pray; And so you may do the worst you can do; Be assur'd, Mr. Devil, I won't pray to you.
Then if for riches I must not pray, God knows, I little of prayers need say; So, as a church is known by its steeple, If I pray it must be for other people.
He says, if I do not worship him for a God, I shall eat coarser food, and go worse shod; So, as I don't value such things as these, You must do, Mr. Devil, just as God please.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Never Seek To Tell Thy Love
Never seek to tell thy love Love that never told can be; For the gentle wind does move Silently, invisibly. I told my love, I told my love, I told her all my heart, Trembling, cold, in ghastly fears-- Ah, she doth depart. Soon as she was gone from me A traveller came by Silently, invisibly -- O, was no deny.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Voice of the Ancient Bard
Youth of delight, come hither, And see the opening morn, Image of truth new born. Doubt is fled, & clouds of reason, Dark disputes & artful teazing. Folly is an endless maze, Tangled roots perplex her ways. How many have fallen there! They stumble all night over bones of the dead, And feel they know not what but care, And wish to lead others, when they should be led.
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