Silent, Silent Night

By William Blake 1757–1827 William Blake
Silent Silent Night
Quench the holy light
Of thy torches bright 

For possessd 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 

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Poet William Blake 1757–1827

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

Subjects Stars, Planets, Heavens, Religion, Nature

 William  Blake

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In his Life of William Blake (1863) Alexander Gilchrist warned his readers that Blake "neither wrote nor drew for the many, hardly for work'y-day men at all, rather for children and angels; himself 'a divine child,' whose playthings were sun, moon, and stars, the heavens and the earth." Yet Blake himself believed that his writings were of national importance and that they could be understood by a majority of men. Far from being . . .

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SUBJECT Stars, Planets, Heavens, Religion, Nature

POET’S REGION England

SCHOOL / PERIOD Romantic

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Originally appeared in Poetry magazine.

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