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William Blake (1757-1827), English artist, mystic and poet wrote Songs of Innocence (1789): a poetry collection written from the child’s point of view, of innocent wonderment and spontaneity in natural settings which includes “Little Boy Lost”, “Little Boy Found” and “The Lamb”;
Little lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Gave thee life, and bid thee feed
By the stream and o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing, woolly, bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice,
Making all the vales rejoice?
Little lamb, who made thee?
Dost thou know who made thee?
Songs of Experience (1794) contains many poems in response to ones from Innocence, suggesting ironic contrasts as the child matures and learns of such concepts as fear and envy. For example, to “The Lamb” comes the predatory “The Tyger”;
And what shoulder, and what art,
Could twist the sinews of thy heart?
And when thy heart began to beat,
What dread hand? and what dread feet?What the hammer? what the chain?
In what furnace was thy brain?
What the anvil? what dread grasp
Dare its deadly terrors clasp?When the stars threw down their spears,
And watered heaven with their tears,
Did he smile his work to see?
Did he who made the Lamb make thee?
Later editions would see Innocence and Experience contained in one volume. As a friend of Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley, Percy Bysshe Shelley and Thomas Paine, Blake was among the literati of London’s intellectual circle though he was often labeled an eccentric or worse, insane or demented. His works did not gain much acclaim or commercial success until long after his death. Although he had several patrons over the course of his life and produced voluminous works, he often lived in abject poverty. Though it is hard to classify Blake’s body of work in one genre, he heavily influenced the Romantic poets with recurring themes of good and evil, heaven and hell, knowledge and innocence, and external reality versus inner. Going against common conventions of the time, Blake believed in sexual and racial equality and justice for all, rejected the Old Testament’s teachings in favour of the New, and abhorred oppression in all its forms. He focused his creative efforts beyond the five senses, for, If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.—from The Marriage of Heaven and Hell written between 1790-93, which inspired the title of Aldous Huxley’s essay “The Doors of Perception” (1954).
As an artist Blake admired and studied the works of Raphael, Heemskerk, Dürer, and Michelangelo, who would become important influences to the fantastic and at times apocalyptic illustrations he created for his own writings and others’. From his c.1803 poem “The Mental Traveler”—I traveld thro’ a Land of Men, A Land of Men & Women too, And heard & saw such dreadful things, As cold Earth wanderers never knew. He developed mythic creatures inspired by Greek and Roman mythology including Los, who represents the poetic imagination; Albion, who represents England; and Orc, who embodies youthful rebelliousness. His illustrations for the Bible’s “Book of Revelations” include ‘The Great Red Dragon’ (Satan) made famous most recently in Thomas Harris’ novel Red Dragon (1981). While Blake lived the majority of his life in London, he exerted a profound impact on future poets, artists, writers, and musicians the world over.
William Blake was born on 28 November, 1757, in London, England, the third son of Catherine née Wright (1723–1792) and James Blake (c.1723–1784) a hosier and haberdasher on Broad Street in Golden Square, Soho. Young William was prone to fantastic visions, including seeing God, and angels in a tree. He would later claim that he had regular conversations with his deceased brother Robert. It was soon apparent that Blake’s internal world of imagination would be a prime motivator throughout his life. Noting something special in their son the Blakes were highly supportive of and encouraged his artistic creativity and thus began his education and development as an artist.
He had early shown an interest in and aptitude for drawing, so, at the age of ten Blake entered Henry Pars’ drawing school. Then, at the age of fourteen Blake started a seven year apprenticeship with engraver James Basire, the official engraver to the Society of Antiquaries. From his bustling shop on Queen Street, Blake learned all the tools of the trade that would become his main source of income. He was often sent out on assignments to create sketches and drawings of statues, paintings, and monuments including those found in churches like Westminster Abbey. The intense study of Gothic art and architecture appealed to Blake’s aesthetic sensibility and brought out his penchant for the medieval. He also met numerous figures from London’s intellectual circle during this period. After attending the Royal Academy under Sir Joshua Reynolds for a time Blake left because he found the intellectual atmosphere there too restrictive to his burgeoning artistic side. In 1780 he obtained employment as an engraver with publisher Joseph Johnson.
In 1782 Blake married Catherine Sophia Boucher (1762-1831). Although they had no children it was mostly a happy marriage and Blake taught Catharine to read and write. They were a devoted couple and worked together on many of Blake’s publications. He had been writing poetry for quite some time and his first collection, Poetical Sketches, appeared in 1783. While Blake was busy with commissions he also undertook the task of creating the engravings that would illustrate his own poetry, and he also printed them himself. He experimented with an early method of creating images and text on the same plate. His highly detailed illustrations often focus on parts of the human anatomy or fantastically imaginative creatures surrounded by various natural forms. Often tackling difficult metaphorical themes, his characters embodying inspiration and creativity do battle with oppressive forces like law and religion. He employed techniques for decorative margins and hand-coloured the printed images, or printed with the colour already on the wood or copper plate, the paint of which he mixed himself. This attention to the craft and details of each volume make no two of his works alike. He also illustrated works for other writers and poets including Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley’s Original Stories from Real Life (1788).
The Book of Thel (1789), one of Blake’s first long narrative poems, was followed by the first of his prophetical works, The Marriage of Heaven and Hell (c.1793). Other works finished around this time were America: A Prophesy (1793), Europe: A Prophesy (1794), Visions of the Daughters of Albion (1793), and The Book of Urizen (1794).
In 1800, the Blakes moved to Felpham in Sussex where William was commissioned to illustrate works by his then patron, poet William Hayley. In 1803 Blake was charged with sedition after a violent confrontation with soldier John Scolfield in which Blake uttered treasonable remarks against the King. He was later acquitted. In 1805 he started his series of illustrations for the Book of Revelations and various other publications including Geoffrey Chaucer’s 14th Century Canterbury Tales, Robert John Thornton’s Virgil and John Milton’s Paradise Lost. Milton: A Poem was published around 1811. Jerusalem: The Emanation of the Giant Albion (c.1820) is Blake’s longest illuminated work.
In 1821 the Blakes moved to lodgings in Fountain Court, Strand. There he finished his work on the Book of Job in 1825, commissioned by his last patron John Linnell. The following year he started a series of watercolours for Dante Alighieri’s Divine Comedy, which he worked on up to the day of his death. William Blake died at home on 12 August, 1827. Unable to pay for a funeral, Linnell loaned the money to Catherine. Blake was buried in an unmarked grave in the Non-Conformist Bunhill Fields in London where Catherine was buried four years later among other notable figures of dissent like Daniel Defoe and John Bunyan. A grave marker now stands near to where they were buried. In 1957 a memorial to Blake and his wife was erected in Poet’s Corner of Westminster Abbey, London.
I must create a system, or be enslav’d by another man’s. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create—Jerusalem
Biography written by C.D. Merriman for Jalic Inc. Copyright Jalic Inc. 2006. All Rights Reserved.
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A Poison Tree
Hello everyone, I am reading an analysis of William Blake's "A Poison Tree", available here at http://www.online-literature.com/blake/622/. The analysis says that "Lines 1 and 3, in which the speaker expresses his anger, are trochaic. Lines 2 and 4, which tell of the speaker's action, are iambic, ...". I know that a trochee is a two-syllable metric foot and a iamb is a metric foot of one unstressed syllable followed by one stressed syllable. However, could anyone explain how the lines 1 and 3 are trochaic, and how lines 2 and 4 are iambic? Thank you.
Posted By vertciel at Sun 13 Apr 2008, 10:15 AM in Blake, William || 0 Replies
Silent, Silent Night
I just really liked this one. Silent, silent night, Quench the holy light Of thy torches bright; For possessed of Day Thousand spirits stray That sweet joys betray. Why should joys be sweet Used with deceit, Nor with sorrows meet? But an honest joy Does itself destroy For a harlot coy.
Posted By Dark Muse at Thu 27 Dec 2007, 11:14 PM in Blake, William || 0 Replies
Help with Preludium to Europe
Can somebody please help me understand what this poem is about. I would be intrested to know as I am a fan of most of Blakes work, and I found the imagery and wording in this poem rather intresting, but I do not understand what is suppose to be symbolizing or refering to. The nameless shadowy female rose from out the breast of Orc, Her snaky hair brandishing in the winds of Enitharmon; And thus her voice arose: "O mother Enitharmon, wilt thou bring forth other sons? To cause my name to vanish, that my place may not be found, For I am faint with travail, Like the dark cloud disburden'd in the day of dismal thunder. My roots are brandish'd in the heavens, my fruits in earth beneath Surge, foam and labour into life, first born and first consum'd! Consumed and consuming! Then why shouldst thou, accursed mother, bring me into life? I wrap my turban of thick clouds around my lab'ring head, And fold the sheety waters as a mantle round my limbs; Yet the red sun and moon And all the overflowing stars rain down prolific pains. Unwilling I look up to heaven, unwilling count the stars: Sitting in fathomless abyss of my immortal shrine I seize their burning power And bring forth howling terrors, all devouring fiery kings, Devouring and devoured, roaming on dark and desolate mountains, In forests of eternal death, shrieking in hollow trees. Ah mother Enitharmon! Stamp not with solid form this vig'rous progeny of fires. I bring forth from my teeming bosom myriads of flames, And thou dost stamp them with a signet; then they roam abroad And leave me void as death. Ah! I am drown'd in shady woe and visionary joy. And who shall bind the infinite with an eternal band? To compass it with swaddling bands? and who shall cherish it With milk and honey? I see it smile, and I roll inward, and my voice is past." She ceased, and roll'd her shady clouds Into the secret place.
Posted By Dark Muse at Thu 29 Nov 2007, 12:43 PM in Blake, William || 2 Replies
Swedenborg and Blake
So, I'm a Junior in High School reading and studying the works of William Blake outside of my studies. And I'm very confused about Blake's relation with the Emanuel Swedenborg. From many people over the net's words, he almost worshiped the guy. However, the Marriage of Heaven and Hell, which I personally consider the greatest Blake works, seem to speak of Swedenborg very negatively, or at least speak negatively of his works. So what was William Blake's opinion on Swedenborg, is basically my question. Yup.
Posted By Lord Sorasen at Thu 1 Nov 2007, 10:15 PM in Blake, William || 1 Reply
i need help!!!
i need help! i realize this is probably a stupid question to you guys, but i need to know what william blake and robert burns have in common.
Posted By natures-m at Sat 27 Oct 2007, 8:03 PM in Blake, William || 3 Replies
The Lamb
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Posted By Albus Dumbledore at Fri 12 Oct 2007, 3:26 PM in Blake, William || 1 Reply
The tyger
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Posted By Albus Dumbledore at Sun 7 Oct 2007, 7:01 AM in Blake, William || 10 Replies
arg!!! citation help?
William Blake is said to have described an artist who was fascinated by the surface qualities of flesh since his earliest childhood. When this artist was a young boy he used to watch his father at work, enthralled by how the veins showed through the flushed and ruddy skin, the bluish-green web of fine lines just faintly discernable beneath the translucent, rosy, surface and undulating in time to his father’s movements. Blake says, “I knew then, he was condemned to be a painter.” I read this anecdote somewhere in Blake's writings and want to use it in the introduction of my thesis on flesh painting techniques. (above) Can't remember where though. I know it's a shot in the dark, but any ideas out there where I might have seen it? Some general context: pertains to Blake's anti-naturalism in his art, might be a rant about Sir Joshua Reynolds. It's driving me nuts. Thank you very much!
Posted By mandabethe at Thu 9 Aug 2007, 10:40 AM in Blake, William || 3 Replies
My Spectre Around Me
What does it exactly say? I understand it but not deeply, I really want to get inside of it, to know what it talks about in every verse and stanza. Briefly, I need its explanation, Thank you. My spectre around me night and day Like a wild beast guards my way. My emanation far within Weeps incessantly for my sin. A fathomless and boundless deep, There we wander, there we weep; On the hungry craving wind My spectre follows thee behind. He scents thy footsteps in the snow, Wheresoever thou dost go Through the wintry hail and rain. When wilt thou return again? Dost thou not in pride and scorn Fill with tempests all my morn, And with jealousies and fears Fill my pleasant nights with tears? Seven of my sweet loves thy knife Has bereaved of their life. Their marble tombs I built with tears And with cold and shuddering fears. Seven more loves weep night and day Round the tombs where my loves lay, And seven more loves attend each night Around my couch with torches bright. And seven more loves in my bed Crown with wine my mournful head, Pitying and forgiving all Thy transgressions, great and small.
Posted By Poetess at Wed 4 Jul 2007, 2:41 PM in Blake, William || 1 Reply
Stars of Fire
I'm looking for a link to the painting of William Blake which illustrates this section of poetry: FZ9-138.23; E406| His eyes behold the Angelic spheres arising night & day FZ9-138.24; E406| The stars consumd like a lamp blown out & in their stead behold FZ9-138.25; E406| The Expanding Eyes of Man behold the depths of wondrous worlds t1017 FZ9-138.26; E406| One Earth one sea beneath nor Erring Globes wander but Stars FZ9-138.27; E406| Of fire rise up nightly from the Ocean & one Sun FZ9-138.28; E406| Each morning like a New born Man issues with songs & Joy
Posted By urthona at Fri 15 Jun 2007, 11:47 PM in Blake, William || 1 Reply