William Blake

If a thing loves, it is infinite.

If a thing loves, it is infinite.

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."

I have mental joys and mental health,
Mental friends and mental wealth,
I've a wife that I read more

I have mental joys and mental health,
Mental friends and mental wealth,
I've a wife that I love and that loves me;
I've all but riches bodily.

He who binds himself to a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it read more

He who binds himself to a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sunrise

The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.

The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.