William Blake

MYSTICISM: Proverbs Of Hell by William Blake

October 24, 2014

In seed time learn, in harvest teach, in winter enjoy. * Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead. * The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. * Prudence is a rich, ugly old maid courted by Incapacity. * He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence. * A cut worm forgives the plow. * Dip him in the river who loves water. * A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees. * He whose face gives no light, shall never become a star. * Eternity is in love with the productions of time. * The busy bee has no time for sorrow. * The hours of folly are measur’d by the clock; but of wisdom, no clock can measure. * All wholesome food is caught without a net or a trap. * Bring out number, weight, & measure in a [...]

POETRY: To Spring

May 1, 2013

Spring, The Sweet Spring Thomas Nashe Spring, the sweet spring, is the year’s pleasant king; Then blooms each thing, then maids dance in a ring, Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The palm and may make country houses gay, Lambs frisk and play, the shepherds pipe all day, And we hear aye birds tune this merry lay: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! The fields breathe sweet, the daisies kiss our feet, Young lovers meet, old wives a-sunning sit, In every street these tunes our ears do greet: Cuckoo, jug-jug, pu-we, to-witta-woo! Spring, the sweet spring! The Argument of His Book Robert Herrick I sing of brooks, of blossoms, birds, and bowers: Of April, May, of June, and July flowers. [...]