Maxioms by William Blake
O thou who passest through our valleys in
Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat
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O thou who passest through our valleys in
Thy strength, curb thy fierce steeds, allay the heat
That flames from their large nostrils! Thou, O Summer,
Oft pitchest here thy golden tent, and oft
Beneath our oaks hast slept, while we beheld
With joy thy ruddy limbs and flourishing hair.
This life's dim windows of the soul. Distorts the heavens from pole to pole. And leads you to believe a read more
This life's dim windows of the soul. Distorts the heavens from pole to pole. And leads you to believe a lie when you see with, not through, the eye.
Education makes a people easy to lead, but difficult to drive;
easy to govern, but impossible to enslave.
Education makes a people easy to lead, but difficult to drive;
easy to govern, but impossible to enslave.
Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache; do be my enemy--for friendship's sake.
Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache; do be my enemy--for friendship's sake.
