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Maler, Kupferstecher, Dichter, Mystiker (England, 1757 - 1827).

William Blake · Geburtsdatum · Sterbedatum

William Blake wäre heute 267 Jahre, 5 Monate, 0 Tage oder 97.671 Tage alt.

Geboren am 28.11.1757
Gestorben am 12.08.1827
Sternzeichen: ♐ Schütze

• Never pain to tell thy love Love that never told can be For the gentle wind does move Silently, invisibly.

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• No bird soars too high, if he soars on his own wings.

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• Nought can deform the human race, like to the armour's iron brace.

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• O Rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm That flies in the night, In the howling storm: Hasfound out thy bed Of crimson joy: And his dark secret love Does thy life destroy.

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• O why was I born with a different face? Why was I not born like the rest of my race?

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• One law for the lion and ox is oppression.

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• Pancras and Kentish-town repose Among her golden pillars high Among her golden arches which Shine upon the starry sky.

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• 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; So I piped with merry cheer, Piper pipe that song again- So I piped, he wept to hear.

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• Prisons are built with stones of Law, brothels with bricks of Religion.

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• Prudence is a rich, ugly, old maid courted by Incapacity.

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• Sooner murder an infant in its cradle than nurse unacted desires.

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• The atoms of Democritus And Newtons particles of light Are sands upon the Red sea shore Where Israel's tents do shine so bright.

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• The bat that flits at close of eve Has left the brain that won't believe.

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• The best wine is the oldest, the best water is the youngest.

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• The bleat the bark bellow and roar Are waves that beat on heavens shore.

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• The busy bee has no time for sorrow.

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• The caterpillar on the leaf Repeats to thee thy mother's grief Kill not the moth nor butterfly For the Last Judgement draweth nigh.

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• The child's toys and the old man's reasons are the fruits of two seasons.

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• The errors of a wise man make your rule Rather than the perfections of a fool.

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• The fields from Islington to Marybone, To Primrose Hill and Saint John's Wood Were builded over with pillars of gold; And there Jerusalem's pillars stood.

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