846 Quotes by William Blake






  • Author William Blake
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    How do you know but ev’ry Bird that cuts the airy way, Is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five?

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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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    The Man who pretends to be a modest enquirer into the truth of a self-evident thing is a Knave.

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