What did William Blake mean by: Why cannot the ear be closed to its own destruction? Or the glistening eye to the poison of a smile? - William Blake Poet and artist · England Copy
+ Why stand we here trembling around, calling on God for help, and not ourselves, in whom God dwells? Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, William Blake, God, Helping, 0 - William Blake Poet and artist · England
+ I am in you and you in me, mutual in divine love. Feraz Zeid, July 19, 2023December 12, 2023, William Blake, Love, Romantic, 0 - William Blake Poet and artist · England
+ Drive your cart and plow over the bones of the dead. Feraz Zeid, August 7, 2023December 12, 2023, William Blake, Bones, Death, Dying, 0 - William Blake Poet and artist · England
+ We are not meant to resolve all contradictions but to live with them and rise above them. Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, William Blake, Contradiction, Resolve, Rise Above, 0 - William Blake Poet and artist · England
+ The strongest poison ever known came from Caesar’s laurel crown. Explain Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024February 6, 2024, William Blake, Crowns, Fame, Poison, 0 - William Blake Poet and artist · England
+ Art degraded, Imagination denied. Feraz Zeid, June 7, 2023December 12, 2023, William Blake, Art, Denied, Imagination, 0 - William Blake Poet and artist · England
+ Come live, and be merry, and join with me, To sing the sweet chorus of ‘Ha ha he! Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, William Blake, Singing, Sweet, 0 - William Blake Poet and artist · England
+ General good is the plea of the scoundrel, hypocite, flatterer. Feraz Zeid, January 14, 2024January 14, 2024, William Blake, Hypocrite, Organized, Scoundrels, 0 - William Blake Poet and artist · England
I had tears coming out of my eyes. And it was the characters that got me there. - Jean M. Auel Author
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
The glory of my name increases my shame. Less known by mortals, I could better escape their eyes. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled. - Jean Racine Playwright · France
All kinds of frankness and honesty are terrible crimes in the eyes of society. Explain - Jean-Jacques Rousseau Philosopher · Switzerland
My eyes feel all soft, all soft as flesh. I’m going to sleep. Explain - Jean-Paul Sartre Philosopher · France
