William Blake(1757-1827),He is remembered for His Pictures and Poetry,Pictures,Poems,To see a World in a Grain of Sand And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand And Eternity in an hour.,一沙一世界， 一花一天国； 君掌盛无边， 刹那含永劫。 一砂一世界 一花一天堂 掌中握无限 刹 那 成 永 恒,English poet, painter, engraver; one of the earliest and greatest figures of Romanticism.,His Life: Blake was born on Nov. 28, 1757, in London. His father ran a hosiery shop. William, the third of five children, went to school only long enough to learn to read and write,and then he worked in the shop until he was 14. When he saw the boys talent for drawing, Blakes father apprenticed him to an engraver. In 1782 he married a servant girl, Catherine Boucher, whom he taught to read and write. She was a supportive companion for the rest of his life. The couple bore no children. He set up a print shop in 1784 with his younger brother and his wifes assistance.,The books sold slowly, for a few shillings each. Today a single copy is worth many thousands of dollars. This ended tragically in 1787 with his brothers death. He later claimed visits from his spirit. By the time he was at Felpham, Blakes visions included, the funeral rites of the faries, Moses, Dante and the Devil coming down the stairs. He gained little recognition in his own lifetime, and considered by many of his contemporaries to be mad.,His Works,His first book of poetry Poetical Sketches was published in 1783. He next published Songs of Innocence (1789) which included the poems The Lamb, Infant Joy and Laughing Songs. and Songs of Experience (1794) including Infant Sorrow, The Tyger, and Sick Rose,His Prophetic Books included the The Marriage of Heaven and Hell, (1790) The Book of Los, (1795), Milton, (1804-8) Jerusalem (1804-20).,Literary Idea 1,Blake was deeply angered by the rationalist approach and economic injustice of the Industrial Revolution. He was totally absorbed by passion for love and human imagination, and their relationship to the spirit. His melodic poetry was full of this whirling passion and romance. His work was filled with religious visions rather than with subjects from everyday life.,Literary Idea 2,Songs of Innocence (1789) shows life as it seems to innocent children. Songs of Experience (1794) tells of a mature persons realization of pain and terror in the universe. His Prophetic Books comprise the fullness of Blakes view of human life, his mystic visions and principles.,Writing Style,His poetry was written in plain and direct language but sounds melodic And full of the whirling passion and romance. He distrusts the abstractness and tends to embody his views with visual images.,THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER,When my mother died I was very young, And my father sold me while yet my tongue Could scarcely cry Weep! weep! weep! weep! So your chimneys I sweep, and in soot I sleep. Theres little Tom Dacre, who cried when his head, That curled like a lambs back, was shaved; so I said, Hush, Tom! never mind it, for, when your heads bare, You know that the soot cannot spoil your white hair. And so he was quiet, and that very night, As Tom was a-sleeping, he had such a sight! That thousands of sweepers, Dick, Joe, Ned, and Jack, Were all of them locked up in coffins of black.,And by came an angel, who had a bright key, And he opened the coffins, and set them all free; Then down a green plain, leaping, laughing, they run And wash in a river, and shine in the sun. Then naked and white, all their bags left behind, They rise upon clouds, and sport in the wind: And the angel told Tom, if hed be a good boy, Hed have God for his father, and never want joy. And so Tom awoke, and we rose in the dark, And got with our bags and our brushes to work. Though the morning was cold, Tom was happy and warm: So, if all do their duty, they need not fear harm.,THE CHIMNEY-SWEEPER,A little black thing among the snow, Crying! weep! weep! in notes of woe! Where are thy father and mother? Say! They are both gone up to the church to pray. Because I was happy upon the heath, And smiled among the winters snow, They clothed me in the clothes of death, And taught me to sing the notes of woe. And because I am happy and dance and sing, They think they have done me no injury, And are gone to praise God and His priest and king, Who made up a heaven of our misery.,老虎 老虎！老虎！黑夜的森林中 燃烧着的煌煌的火光， 是怎样的神手或天眼 造出了你这样的威武堂堂？ 你炯炯的两眼中的火 燃烧在多远的天空或深渊？ 他乘着怎样的翅膀搏击？ 用怎样的手夺来火焰？ 又是怎样的膂力，怎样的技巧， 把你的心脏的筋肉捏成？ 当你的心脏开始搏动时， 使用怎样猛的手腕和脚胫？,是怎样的槌？怎样的链子？ 在怎样的熔炉中炼成你的脑筋？ 是怎样的铁砧？怎样的铁臂 敢于捉着这可怖的凶神？ 群星投下了他们的投枪。 用它们的眼泪润湿了穹苍， 他是否微笑着欣赏他的作品？ 他创造了你，也创造了羔羊？ 老虎！老虎！黑夜的森林中 燃烧着的煌煌的火光， 是怎样的神手或天眼 造出了你这样的威武堂堂？ （郭沫若译）,Some quotations from Blake,I must create a system, or be enslaved by another mans. Innocence dwells with Wisdom, but never with Ignorance. It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.,