Maxioms by William Blake
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
A fool sees not the same tree that a wise man sees.
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.
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.
God appears, and God is Light, To those poor souls who dwell in Night; But does a Human Form read more
God appears, and God is Light, To those poor souls who dwell in Night; But does a Human Form display To those who dwell in realms of Day.
If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.
If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.
