Quotes from The Complete Poems

Tyger Tyger, burning bright, In the forests of the night; What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

To see a World in a Grain of Sand / And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, / Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand / And Eternity in an hour.

To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.

And did those feet in ancient time, Walk upon Englands mountains green: And was the holy Lamb of God, On Englands pleasant pastures seen!

The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom.

In every cry of every Man, In every Infants cry of fear, In every voice: in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear.

Little Lamb who made thee Dost thou know who made thee

Did he who made the Lamb make thee?

I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow.

O Rose thou art sick. The invisible worm, That flies in the night In the howling storm:

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.

The tigers of wrath are wiser than the horses of instruction.

When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry 'weep 'weep 'weep 'weep.

And Priests in black gowns were walking their rounds, And binding with briars my joys & desires.

I went to the Garden of Love, And saw what I never had seen: A Chapel was built in the midst, Where I used to play on the green.

He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.

Ah Sun-flower! weary of time, Who countest the steps of the Sun: Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the travellers journey is done.

Love seeketh not Itself to please, Nor for itself hath any care, But for another gives its ease, And builds a Heaven in Hells despair.

Love seeketh only Self to please, To bind another to Its delight, Joys in anothers loss of ease, And builds a Hell in Heavens despite.

A Robin Red breast in a Cage Puts all Heaven in a Rage.

My mother groand! my father wept. Into the dangerous world I leapt:

Exuberance is Beauty.

Eternity is in love with the productions of time.

If the fool would persist in his folly he would become wise.

No bird soars too high, if he soars with his own wings.

For Mercy, Pity, Peace, and Love, Is God our father dear:

And all must love the human form, In heathen, turk, or jew. Where Mercy, Love, & Pity dwell, There God is dwelling too.