Poesia Consagrada
Título | Term | Views | Replies | Date | |
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William Blake |
William Blake Poems: Ah Sunflower
Ah Sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun; Seeking after... |
General | 1.207 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:03 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems: The Blossom
Merry, merry sparrow! Under leaves so green A happy blossom Sees you,... |
General | 1.063 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:09 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems: The Book of Thel
I
The daughters of Mne Seraphim led round their sunny flocks, ... |
General | 768 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:10 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : The Clod and the Pebble
"Love seeketh not itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for... |
General | 1.042 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:15 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : A Divine Image
Cruelty has a human heart, And Jealousy a human face; Terror the human form... |
General | 1.199 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:17 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : Europe: a Prophecy
Five windows light the cavern'd Man; thro' one he breathes the air; Thro... |
General | 836 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:25 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : The Fly
Little Fly, Thy summer's play My thoughtless hand Has brushed away... |
General | 957 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:26 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : Infant Joy
"I have no name; I am but two days old." What shall I call thee?... |
Joy | 2.013 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:31 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : Infant Sorrow
My mother groaned, my father wept: Into the dangerous world I leapt, Helpless... |
General | 931 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:31 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : The Lily
The modest Rose puts forth a thorn, The humble sheep a threat'ning horn: ... |
General | 864 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:04 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : The Little Boy Found
The little boy lost in the lonely fen, Led by the wandering light, Began to... |
General | 769 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:07 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : The Little Boy Lost
"Father, father, where are you going? Oh do not walk so fast! Speak,... |
General | 741 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:09 | |
William Blake |
Walt Whitman Poems : Love's Secret
Never seek to tell thy love, Love that never told can be, For the gentle wind... |
Love | 1.560 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:16 | |
William Blake |
Walt Whitman Poems : My Pretty Rose Tree
A flower was offered to me, Such a flower as May never bore; But I said "... |
General | 522 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:24 | |
William Blake |
Walt Whitman Poems : Nurse's Song II
When voices of children are heard on the green, And whisperings are in the dale,... |
Song | 1.447 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:27 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : The Shepherd
How sweet is the Shepherd's sweet lot! From the morn to the evening he stays;... |
General | 505 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:30 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : The Sick Rose
O rose, thou art sick! The invisible worm, That flies in the night, In... |
Sadness | 1.689 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:31 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : Tiriel
1
And Aged Tiriel. stood before the Gates of his beautiful palace... |
Tale | 1.353 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:36 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : To Morning
O holy virgin! clad in purest white, Unlock heav'n's golden gates, and issue... |
Dedicated | 552 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:38 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : Visions of the Daughters of Albion
The Argument
I lovèd Theotormon, And I... |
General | 1.841 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:48 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : The Voice of the Ancient Bard
Youth of delight! come hither And see the opening morn, Image of Truth new-... |
General | 1.958 | Sat, 05/07/2011 - 01:49 | |
William Blake |
william Blake Poems: The Angel
I dreamt a dream! What can it mean? And that I was a maiden Queen Guarded by... |
General | 959 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:07 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Biography
William Blake (28 November 1757 – 12 August 1827) was an English poet, painter, and... |
Biography | 766 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:00 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems: The Argument
Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden'd air; Hungry clouds swag on... |
General | 756 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:08 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems: The Chimney-Sweeper
When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue... |
General | 744 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:11 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems: The Chimney-Sweeper II
A little black thing in the snow, Crying "weep! weep!" in notes of woe!... |
General | 1.069 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:12 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : Divine Image
To Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love, All pray in their distress, And to these... |
General | 994 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:16 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : A Dream
Once a dream did weave a shade O'er my angel-guarded bed, That an emmet... |
General | 616 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:22 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : Earth's Answer
Earth raised up her head From the darkness dread and drear, Her light fled,... |
General | 584 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:23 | |
William Blake |
William Blake Poems : The Echoing Green
The sun does arise, And make happy the skies; The merry bells ring To... |
General | 727 | Fri, 05/06/2011 - 02:23 |