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William Blake Quotes

William Blake quotes about morning

English Poet, Painter November 28, 1757 – August 12, 1827

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THE POISON TREEI 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... William Blake
William Blake quote: "And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears;..."
And I watered it in fears, Night and morning with my tears; And I sunned it with smiles, And with soft deceitful wiles. William Blake
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
William Blake quote: "Think in the morning, act in the noon, read in the evening,..."
Think in the morning, act in the noon, read in the evening, and sleep at night. William Blake
William Blake quote: "Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening...."
Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. William Blake
William Blake quote: "The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their..."
The morning comes, the night decays, the watchmen leave their stations. William Blake
Every Night and every MornSome to Misery are born. Every Morn and every NightSome are born to Sweet Delight, Some are born to Endless Night. William Blake

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