Love Love seeketh not itself to please, nor for itself hath any care, but for another gives its ease, and builds a Heaven in Hell's despair. William Blake 5
Music Poetry fettered, fetters the human race. Nations are destroyed or flourish in proportion as their poetry, painting, and music are destroyed or... William Blake 9
Business I must create a system or be enslaved by another mans; I will not reason and compare: my business is to create. William Blake 13
Natur The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and... William Blake 4
