personal favorites / poetry collections… The Marriage of Heaven and Hell by William Blake / with poem

William Blake

The Marriage of Heaven and Hell

 
 
 
 

from “Proverbs of Hell”

Drive your cart and your plow over the bones of the dead.

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

The most sublime act is to set another before you.

The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity too great for the eye of man.

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

One thought fills immensity.

You never know what is enough unless you know what is more than enough.

Improvement makes strait roads, but the crooked roads without Improvement, are roads of Genius.

Truth can never be told so as to be understood, and not be believ’d.

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~ by samofthetenthousandthings on April 14, 2012.

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