William Blake

Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache; do be my enemy - for friendship's sake. -William Blake.

Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache; do be my enemy - for friendship's sake. -William Blake.

You smile with pomp and rigor, you talk of benevolence and virtue; I act with benevolence and virtue and get read more

You smile with pomp and rigor, you talk of benevolence and virtue; I act with benevolence and virtue and get murdered time after time.

He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence.

He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence.

But to go to school in a summer morn,
Oh, it drives all joy away!
Under a read more

But to go to school in a summer morn,
Oh, it drives all joy away!
Under a cruel eye outworn,
The little ones spend the day--
In sighing and dismay.

A truth that's told with bad intent Beats all the lies you can invent.

A truth that's told with bad intent Beats all the lies you can invent.