William Blake

(28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827 / London)

William Blake Poems

1. A QUESTION ANSWERED 6/24/2016
2. The Rhine Was Red. 4/17/2015
3. The Fairy 3/2/2015
4. The Smile 2/9/2015
5. The Invocation 3/30/2010
6. The Chimney-Sweeper: When My Mother Died I Was Very Young 12/31/2002
7. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Vi 1/3/2003
8. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Viii 1/3/2003
9. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Iv 1/3/2003
10. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Iii 1/3/2003
11. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter V 1/3/2003
12. The Book Of Urizen: Preludium 1/3/2003
13. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Vii 1/3/2003
14. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Ix 1/3/2003
15. To Thomas Butts 1/1/2004
16. The French Revolution (Excerpt) 5/9/2001
17. When Klopstock England Defied 1/3/2003
18. The Grey Monk 5/10/2001
19. The New Jerusalem 5/10/2001
20. The Caverns Of The Grave I'Ve Seen 1/3/2003
21. The Book Of Urizen (Excerpts) 5/9/2001
22. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter Ii 1/3/2003
23. The Book Of Urizen: Chapter I 1/3/2003
24. The Sky Is An Immortal Tent Built By The Sons Of Los 1/1/2004
25. Preludium To Europe 5/9/2001
26. The Song Of Los 1/3/2003
27. Jerusalem: I See The Four-Fold Man, The Humanity In Deadly Sleep 5/9/2001
28. The Question Answered 5/10/2001
29. To Tirzah 1/3/2003
30. The Four Zoas (Excerpt) 5/9/2001
31. Milton: But In The Wine-Presses The Human Grapes Sing Not Nor Dance 5/9/2001
32. I See The Four-Fold Man 1/1/2004
33. The Little Girl Found 1/13/2003
34. To Morning 1/3/2003
35. I Saw A Chapel 5/9/2001
36. To The Accuser Who Is The God Of This World 1/3/2003
37. Gwin King Of Norway 1/3/2003
38. Why Should I Care For The Men Of Thames 1/3/2003
39. The Everlasting Gospel 1/1/2004
40. The Crystal Cabinet 5/9/2001
Best Poem of William Blake

A 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 watered it in fears,
Night and morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with 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 veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretched beneath the tree.

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A QUESTION ANSWERED

What is it men in women do require?
The lineaments of Gratified Desire.
What is it women do in men require?
The lineaments of Gratified Desire.

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