Travelers repose and dream among my leaves. – William Blake
The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal the good one really does. – William Blake
Travelers repose and dream among my leaves. – William Blake
The difference between a bad artist and a good one is: the bad artist seems to copy a great deal the good one really does. – William Blake
I have no name: I am but two days old. What shall I call thee? I happy am, Joy is my name. Sweet joy befall thee! – William Blake
Can I see anothers woe, and not be in sorrow too? Can I see anothers grief, and not seek for kind relief? – William Blake