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“How can the bird that is born for joy
Sit in a cage and sing?
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his youthful spring?”
― Songs of Innocence and of Experience
Sit in a cage and sing?
How can a child, when fears annoy,
But droop his tender wing,
And forget his youthful spring?”
― Songs of Innocence and of Experience
“Thy friendship oft has made my heart to ache: do be my enemy for friendship's sake.”
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“Can I see anothers woe,
And not be in sorrow too.
Can I see anothers grief,
And not seek for kind relief.
Can I see a falling tear.
And not feel my sorrows share,
Can a father see his child,
Weep, nor be with sorrow fill'd.
Can a mother sit and hear,
An infant groan, an infant fear-
No no never can it be,
Never, never can it be.”
― Songs of Innocence and of Experience
And not be in sorrow too.
Can I see anothers grief,
And not seek for kind relief.
Can I see a falling tear.
And not feel my sorrows share,
Can a father see his child,
Weep, nor be with sorrow fill'd.
Can a mother sit and hear,
An infant groan, an infant fear-
No no never can it be,
Never, never can it be.”
― Songs of Innocence and of Experience
“Shame is Prides cloke.”
― The Marriage of Heaven and Hell: Illuminated Manuscript with the Original Illustrations
― The Marriage of Heaven and Hell: Illuminated Manuscript with the Original Illustrations
“Oh! why was I born with a different face? why was I not born like the rest of my race? when
I look,each one starts! when I speak, I offend; then Im silent & passive & lose every friend. Then
my verse I dishonour, my pictures despise, my person degrade & my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; all my talents I bury, and dead is my fame. Im either too low or too highly prized; when elate I m envy'd, when meek Im despis'd”
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I look,each one starts! when I speak, I offend; then Im silent & passive & lose every friend. Then
my verse I dishonour, my pictures despise, my person degrade & my temper chastise; and the pen is my terror, the pencil my shame; all my talents I bury, and dead is my fame. Im either too low or too highly prized; when elate I m envy'd, when meek Im despis'd”
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Elizabeth’s 2025 Year in Books
Take a look at Elizabeth’s Year in Books, including some fun facts about their reading.
4 books
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50 friends
1 book
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29 friends
139 books
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81 friends
350 books
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12 friends
4 books
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25 friends
95 books
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44 friends
1 book
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50 friends
15 books
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6 friends
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