William Blake

No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.

No bird soars too high if he soars with his own wings.

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.

Jesus was all virtue, and acted from impulse, not from rules.

Jesus was all virtue, and acted from impulse, not from rules.

He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence.

He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence.

I rose up at the dawn of day,--
"Get thee away! get thee away!
Pray'st thou for read more

I rose up at the dawn of day,--
"Get thee away! get thee away!
Pray'st thou for riches? Away, away!
This is the throne of Mammon grey."