these two Blake Poem’s in honor of Eugenie Rose’s birthday
Eternity by William Blake
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy
He who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise
A Poison Tree by William Blake
I was angry with my friend;
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe:
I told it not, my wrath did grow.
And I waterd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears:
And I sunned it with smiles,
And with soft deceitful wiles.
And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright.
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine.
And into my garden stole.
When the night had veiled the pole;
In the morning glad I see,
My foe outstretchd beneath the tree
William Blake was born in London on November 28, 1757, died on August 12, 1827. From early childhood, he had visions, at four he saw God “put his head to the window”, around age nine, he saw a tree filled with angels. Although his parents tried to discourage him from “lying,” they knew he was different from his peers and didn’t make him attend conventional school, but taught him to read and write at home. At age ten, his parents sent him to drawing school, at age 12 he began writing poetry….
Most of his engravings are only a few inches in size, yet the details are superb and exact. Sadly, his work received far more public acclaim after his death.