I cry, Love! Love! Love! happy happy Love! free as the mountain wind! William Blake More Quotes by William Blake More Quotes From William Blake The mocker of Art is the mocker of Jesus. William Blake art-is art jesus But to go to school in a summer morn, O! It drives all joy away; Under a cruel eye outworn, The little ones spend the day In sighing and dismay. William Blake eye summer school O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stained With the blood of the grape, pass not, but sit Beneath my shady roof; there thou may'st 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 fruit and flowers. William Blake daughter flower song The ruins of time build mansions in eternity. William Blake ruins eternity time How have you left the ancient love That bards of old enjoyed in you! The languid strings do scarcely move! The sound is forced, the notes are few! William Blake sound love moving I heard an Angel singing; When the day was springing, Mercy, Pity, Peace; Is the world's release. William Blake singing angel world A musician, an artist, an architect: the man or woman who is not one of these is not a Christian. William Blake music artist christian What has reasoning to do with painting? William Blake reasoning painting A dog starved at his master's gate Predicts the ruin of the state. William Blake robin-redbreast ruins dog The reason Milton wrote in fetters when he wrote of Angels and God, and at liberty when of Devils and Hell, is because he was a true poet and of the Devil's party without knowing it. William Blake party angel knowing If you have form'd a circle to go into, William Blake circles soldier war How sweet I roamed from field to field, And tasted all the summer's pride, Till I the prince of love beheld, Who in the sunny beams did glide! William Blake summer sweet love When thou seest an eagle, thou seest a portion of genius; lift up thy head! William Blake eagles genius bird God forbid that Truth should be confined to Mathematical Demonstration! William Blake statistics truth math I care not whether a man is good or evil; all that I care / Is whether he is a wise man or a fool. Go! put off holiness, / And put on intellect. William Blake caring wise men And I made a rural pen, And I stained the water clear, And I wrote my happy songs Every Child may joy to hear. William Blake song water children O Winter! bar thine adamantine doors: The north is thine; there hast thou build thy dark, Deep-founded habitation. Shake not thy roofs, Nor bend thy pillars with thine iron car. William Blake dark winter doors 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. William Blake arrows fire clouds The look of love alarms William Blake alarms fire love To Mercy Pity Peace and Love All pray in their distress, And to these virtues of delight Return their thankfulness. For Mercy Pity Peace and Love Is God our father dear. And Mercy Pity Peace and Love Is Man his child and care. Then every man of every clime That prays in his distress Prays to the human form divine: Love Mercy Pity Peace. And all must love the human form In heathen, Turk, or Jew. Where Mercy, Love and Pity dwell There God is dwelling too. William Blake love peace children
