"I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I wa…"

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.

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“ I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's. I will not reason and compare: my business is to create. ”

— William Blake

“ If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, infinite. ”

— William Blake

“ Tiger, tiger, burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye, Could frame thy fearful symmetry? ”

— William Blake