“I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create.”
~ William Blake,
Jerusalem
THE POISON TREE
I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I water'd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with my smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,
And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree.
~ William Blake
"Men are admitted into heaven not because they have curbed and governed
their passions or have no passions, but because they have cultivated
their understandings. The treasures of heaven are not negations of
passion, but realities of intellect, from which all the passions emanate
uncurbed in their eternal glory."
~ William Blake
The Smile
There is a smile of love,
And there is a smile of deceit,
And there is a smile of smiles
In which these two smiles meet.
And there is a frown of hate,
And there is a frown of disdain,
And there is a frown of frowns
Which you strive to forget in vain,
For it sticks in the heart's deep core
And it sticks in the deep backbone--
And no smile that ever was smil'd,
But only one smile alone,
That betwixt the cradle and grave
It only once smil'd can be;
And, when it once is smil'd,
There's an end to all misery.
~ William Blake
"Those who restrain desire, do so because theirs is weak enough
to be restrained; and the restrainer or reason usurps its place &
governs the unwilling.
And being restrain'd it by degrees becomes passive till it is only the shadow of desire."
~ William Blake, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell
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