

A Poison Tree
"A Poison Tree" William Blake I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not,...


A Defence of Poetry - Part VI
Civil war, the spoils of Asia, and the fatal predominance first of the Macedonian, and then of the Roman arms, were so many symbols of...


A Defence of Poetry - Part V
But I digress. The connection of scenic exhibitions with the improvement or corruption of the manners of men has been universally...


A Defence of Poetry - Part III
A poem is the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth. There is this difference between a story and a poem, that a story is a...


Beauty & Truth
Part Four: Time and Eternity X I DIED for beauty, but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an...


A Defence of Poetry - Part II
Language, color, form, and religious and civil habits of action, are all the instruments and materials of poetry; they may be called...


A Defence of Poetry - Part I
ACCORDING to one mode of regarding those two classes of mental action, which are called reason and imagination, the former may be...


Love's Bright Star
Take a look at the night sky. See the vast emptiness of its darkness. Now think that although the world may look scary and threatening...


The Flowers of Evil
It is hard to explain how alchemy, the philosopher’s stone, and the spiritual aspects of our human characteristics reflect themselves...


A Poet to his Beloved
They say that when we fall in love it is forever, and perhaps that is true. Even though we change who we are through time, through our...