Cruelty has a Human heart And Jealousy a Human Face, Terror, the Human Form Divine, And Secrecy, the Human Dress. The Human Dress is forgéd Iron, The Human Form, a fiery Forge, The Human Face, a Furnace seal'd, The Human Heart, its hungry Gorge.
A Divine Image
About the poet
William Blake
William Blake was born in London on November 28, 1757, to James, a hosier, and Catherine Blake. Two of his six siblings died in infancy. From early childhood, Blake spoke of having visions—at four he saw God "put his head to the window"; around age nine, whil…
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Auguries of Innocence
To see a World in a Grain of SandAnd a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Holy Thursday
Is this a holy thing to seeIn a rich and fruitful land,
Love's Secret
Never seek to tell thy love,Love that never told can be;
The Fly
Little fly,Thy summer s play
Cradle Song
Sleep, sleep, beauty bright,Dreaming in the joys of night;
