Category William Blake

For a Picture of the Last Judgement

Egremont’s Countess can controll The flames of Hell that round me roll; If she refuse, I still go on Till the Heavens & Earth are gone, Still admir’d by Noble minds, Follow’d by Envy on the winds, Re-engrav’d Time after…

Of The Gates

My Eternal Man set in Repose The Female from his darkness rose And She found me beneath a Tree A Mandrake & in her Veil hid me Serpent Reasonings us entice Of Good & Evil: Virtue & Vice Doubt Self…

For the Sexes: the Gates of Paradise

Mutual Forgiveness of each Vice, Such are the Gates of Paradise, Against the Accusers chief desire, Who walkd among the Stones of Fire. Jehovahs Finger Wrote the Law; Then Wept! then rose in Zeal & Awe, And the Dead Corpse…

To the Deists

I saw a Monk of Charlemaine Arise before my sight: I talk’d with the Grey Monk as we stood In beams of infernal light. Gibbon arose with a lash of steel, And Voltaire with a racking wheel; The Schools, in…