Blake+05

 The sun descending in the west, The evening star does shine; The birds are silent in their nest. And I must seek for mine. The moon like a flower. In heaven's high bower, With silent delight Sits and smiles on the night.

Farewell, green fields and happy groves, Where flocks have took delight; Where lambs have nibbled, silent moves The feet of angels bright; Unseen they pour blessing. And joy without ceasing, On each bud and blossom, And each sleeping bosom.

They look in every thoughtless nest, Where birds are cover'd warm; They visit caves of every beast, To keep them all from harm; If they see any weeping That should have been sleeping They pour sleep on their head And sit down by their bed. When wolves and tygers howl for prey, They pitying stand and weep; Seeking to drive their thirst away. And keep them from the sheep. But if they rush dreadful, The angels, most heedful, Recieve each mild spirit, New worlds to inherit.

And there the lion's ruddy eyes Shall flow with tears of gold. And pitying the tender cries, And walking round the fold, Saying "Wrath, by his meekness, And, by his health, sickness Is driven away From our immortal day.

"And now beside thee, bleating lamb, I can lie down and sleep; Or think on him who bore thy name, Graze after thee and weep. For, wash'd in life's river, My bright mane for ever Shall shine like the gold As I guard o'er the fold."



Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden'd air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep.

Once meek, and in a perilous path, The just man kept his course along The vale of death. Roses are planted where thorns grow, And on the barren heath Sing the honey bees.

Then the perilous path was planted: And a river and a spring On every cliff and tomb: And on the bleached bones Red clay brought forth.

Till the villain left the paths of ease, To walk in perilous paths, and drive The just man into barren climes.

Now the sneaking serpent walks In mild humility, And the just man rages in the wilds Where lions roam.

Rintrah roars & shakes his fires in the burden'd air; Hungry clouds swag on the deep. Graphic from BlakeArchive.org





On the darkening Green.




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 * In this depiction of ** ** Shakespeare’s Oberon, Titania, and Puck dancing with fairies, Blake uses brilliant value and complimentary hues that create a wistful image. The major colors used, blue and brown, contrast each other while the pops of red and yellow draw emphasis to different aspects of the painting, such as the aesthetically magnificent fairies. The use of the color white in the painting creates the illusion of glowing skin on the young lovers. The detail of the dancers creates a form of movement in the image, suggesting that the fairies are actually moving in the world of this painting. Although it may just be a depiction from a scene of Shakespeare's play, it also glorifies the Romantic Period's emulation of the sublime and imagination. **

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 * Hecate **


 * Blake’s //Hecate// captures a sort of morbid beauty while portraying the Greek goddess of black magic, Hecate, in the underworld. The hue of the painting brilliantly symbolizes Blake’s dreary, almost grotesque view of the underworld. Mainly using brown, black, and other neutral colors, Blake still somehow adds life and interest in his image. The explicit smoothness of the skin of Hecate magnificently contrasts with the fur, feathers, and other textures of the creatures in the underworld. Because of its vastness, this picture may be interpreted several ways. Hecate is obviously reading and referring to a book. One may see this as Blake portraying the fact that books release people to their imaginations (so the woman is just reading a story and not actually in the underworld.) The dazzling capabilty of human imagination and mind leads Hecate to believe that she is actually in the story she is reading, which captures the essence of the tenets of the Romantic Period. **