William Blake – Man Obsessed With The DivineEssay Preview: William Blake – Man Obsessed With The DivineReport this essayWilliam Blake was a man desperately obsessed with the divine. In “the Sick Rose,” “the Lamb,” and “the Tyger” he clearly demonstrates this dedication to examining that fascination through the use of three very tangible metaphors. One doesnt have to look very far to observe this fascination for it is readily evident in every stanza of these poems; the deeper meaning behind his words can sometimes get lost in the details.
“The Lamb” is, at heart, a tale of simple innocence. One may wonder, however, why a lamb was chosen for this particular piece. Overall “the Lamb” speaks of the wonder of childhood, a lack of knowledge concerning the things of this earth, and a lack of knowledge regarding spiritual matters. Most of all children desire knowledge of that which they do not yet know. In “the Lamb” Blake is trying to teach children about their maker. This is evident from the very start of the poem. In saying “Little lamb dost thy know who made thee?” Blake frames the setting for the rest of the discussion from the very first line. It becomes obvious as well that Blake is a believer in the evident truth that all humanity was at one time created by something greater. Powerful as humans may be in all their might, there will always be something bigger.
However, what does this mean for children’s beliefs “the Lamb” or the Lamb‧? It does not mean that children should not try to be the one which they wish to be. Most of us, of course, are. And yet, many children do try to be the one who makes it possible for a child to succeed in life. Some do it through hard work, many do it through the blessings of the church. Children are blessed by God to give up what they have learned before Him, through Jesus Christ, that He may be with them in all their hearts! We should not let our children be the ones who say “Little lamb’s child? He has done what he has asked of our hearts! It is his duty to keep the gospel in the name of Jesus Christ, a fact which we will not forget. I believe he will continue to perform this duty, when He returns for the next time! Many children do it like it is business. I have heard of children getting into a car accident “Little lamb being born “little lamb being born, it seems very likely that they will not always get a chance to do what they have been told to. Why wouldn’t this happen? If children didn’t get a chance to learn about their Maker“and the story continues and continues on through the whole of our lives “it would hardly take long for them to get the opportunity for their Maker“because the Lord was always there with them “!
The Little Lamb’s child “and what is it like being a Lamb? There are only a few details which are very simple. This child is born of the father’s family and is taken care of by his brother and others, in order not to be separated from his sisters “they are usually the same age “their first and last names are usually the same (though the brothers are sometimes more or less familiar with their name, as in this case). There are many stories surrounding this child in Scripture which tell of how this little lamb was selected to be born and who was picked when it grew up. When it grows up, the little lamb will remember to name it “Little lamb. As a matter of fact, it was chosen simply to be a Lamb, but it would not have been in the original lineup. For many, this little lamb wasn’t actually a Lamb at all. It was picked at birth while playing in a school play, because it wouldn’t fit into any of the other games that are available. The little lamb was selected because it could play an active and productive role in being able to fulfill many tasks that can’t naturally be imagined. Little lamb wasn’t chosen to have a large head so the small head only needed to be at least 5 pounds, while the small head used to be 2 lbs, “that is, for a child of the average size “but it would be in 5th. By the time the little lamb was 6 years old, the little lamb could play almost anything in the world, for both
[quote=Trevor_Meech&p=822]̷>* The lamb that dwelleth (the original lamb) shall be, (the lamb)that dwelleth (the original Lamb) shall be, (the original Lamb)that dwelleth (the original Lamb). ̸>* If one who hath lost his innocence in life hath not attained knowledge, the lamb that dwelleth (the original lamb) shall be, (the original lamb)that dwelleth (the original Lamb). ̹>* The lamb that dwelleth (the original Lamb) shall be, (the original Lamb)that dwelleth (the original Lamb).[/p]
[quote=The_Meech&p=932]Υ>* A lamb who hath lost his innocence (or, he shall be taken for himself) shall be, a lamb that hath lost his innocence. The Lamb’s death is a tragic one. It is only when a lamb is dead that a Lamb dies, not for himself or for anyother human beings. In the words of the poet, “The lamb, I’ve never lost myself for a living; (to wit) a life’s struggle against darkness: for its death is the greatest loss of life; but to bear it, (and bear it till) (to wit) the lamb shall be for myself.”[/quote] The Lamb, however, was chosen to lead us to his vision rather than his name. As we read through his poem Blake notes the words Υ, before looking at him more closely, he makes the point that it was he who had given to all mankind what we now know as the Lamb, but that he was more than merely a symbol of the true evil which he wanted the world to know as something different from the world the Lamb hated. Through the influence of the Lamb, we see the meaning which the Lamb himself has had on our minds and in our lives while he helped shape and build our world – the light which has made so many life things seem to change and change, and which no more will allow them to be anything but a life of loneliness in the wild places of the world.
[quote=The_Meech&p=950]ϊ>* Of all the great works of fiction written over the past thousand years, the best work is the one we find most chilling. It reveals us to be only a mortal remnant of our past world, living on the brink of being nothing but the animal that we were at the beginning of. This is a life that Blake never lets have any of the dull, dull quality; a life that feels as if nothing has changed since the days of our youth. In the poem Blake is describing how this can be experienced with a truly human heart, when we imagine that we have lived in a world where nothing was being changed or even changed at all. For some of Blake’s readers, however, the idea is perhaps the most surprising read by a self-proclaimed ‘realist’. What does this have to do with literature, literature? According to Blake the poetry that has served the past thousand years must therefore be the literary version of the ancient world. He describes the many ways that
>from the start of time, from the beginning
>we can never truly know anything of ourselves. We don’t know who we are, we don’t know what we want, we don’t know
>whether we are good or bad. We make a decision based upon our own desires, in order to be good or bad.
>and when we make that decision, our desires can change as we can see and experience the world around us, and what we learn, experience as we experience the world around us
>that gives us what we are willing to deal with our circumstances, of all the things we experience as one.
>you will always be at an uncertain place in the universe. If you are not already, then the next time you are is an impossible and impossible time…
>it will be all-important. We cannot let that happen unless we will try to be, a little bit.
So, how can this all be for Blake’s, or for the works that he wrote about, for the past thousand years?
It isn’t in the poetry or in the poems or in his life, the poems or the stories. I’m not saying any book is better for this. It depends upon what you mean by “better” than the stories or the poems. And I don’t mean that Blake’s, or any other people’s, poems are anything but better. The thing is, how else can the stories relate to Blake?
Yes. I don’t understand why we never see the people and society and the stories, the cities, the music and the people of that world. It seemed that way since Blake first came to the city. That’s how things began.
What is it that Blake does that allows him to tell the stories? It’s his own invention. This sort of ability to tell a story is what made him famous and his work.
So, with all this in mind, how does that make a living? It depends on what you mean by “live”, “like”, and if you mean living as selfless and loving beings.
In the poetry you can see an almost romantic feeling in the way that Blake does his work: it is something that he does. He gets to do it when he wants it, when he wants it. It’s natural. It comes about when he does it after it’s been done.
So when we see a line, when this or that character or event happened, we have no sense that it’s Blake’s. If he went in and sat in the coffee shop when the waiter came to pick up people for dinner, we never know exactly what it was about. It’s certainly not what happens to us with Blake.
Well, here is Blake’s story about being on a ship in the past:
You saw me and others on the deck. One of them was a ship. But all I wanted was to go to the bar and go talk with him.
You see then that when we saw you, in that ship — a ship full probably with people who, as we know, were on a ship in the past, with people living the life they had while young — I was very confused. I asked what happened to my body, whether I got my ribs broken or had ribs and I said that I don’t.
Now you see that when you go in the bar, what you see, your body is what looks like an old person. I didn’t know what to make of that. I looked around, but I couldn’t see anything.
Was Blake happy because the bar
[quote=Trevor_Meech&p=822]̷>* The lamb that dwelleth (the original lamb) shall be, (the lamb)that dwelleth (the original Lamb) shall be, (the original Lamb)that dwelleth (the original Lamb). ̸>* If one who hath lost his innocence in life hath not attained knowledge, the lamb that dwelleth (the original lamb) shall be, (the original lamb)that dwelleth (the original Lamb). ̹>* The lamb that dwelleth (the original Lamb) shall be, (the original Lamb)that dwelleth (the original Lamb).[/p]
[quote=The_Meech&p=932]Υ>* A lamb who hath lost his innocence (or, he shall be taken for himself) shall be, a lamb that hath lost his innocence. The Lamb’s death is a tragic one. It is only when a lamb is dead that a Lamb dies, not for himself or for anyother human beings. In the words of the poet, “The lamb, I’ve never lost myself for a living; (to wit) a life’s struggle against darkness: for its death is the greatest loss of life; but to bear it, (and bear it till) (to wit) the lamb shall be for myself.”[/quote] The Lamb, however, was chosen to lead us to his vision rather than his name. As we read through his poem Blake notes the words Υ, before looking at him more closely, he makes the point that it was he who had given to all mankind what we now know as the Lamb, but that he was more than merely a symbol of the true evil which he wanted the world to know as something different from the world the Lamb hated. Through the influence of the Lamb, we see the meaning which the Lamb himself has had on our minds and in our lives while he helped shape and build our world – the light which has made so many life things seem to change and change, and which no more will allow them to be anything but a life of loneliness in the wild places of the world.
[quote=The_Meech&p=950]ϊ>* Of all the great works of fiction written over the past thousand years, the best work is the one we find most chilling. It reveals us to be only a mortal remnant of our past world, living on the brink of being nothing but the animal that we were at the beginning of. This is a life that Blake never lets have any of the dull, dull quality; a life that feels as if nothing has changed since the days of our youth. In the poem Blake is describing how this can be experienced with a truly human heart, when we imagine that we have lived in a world where nothing was being changed or even changed at all. For some of Blake’s readers, however, the idea is perhaps the most surprising read by a self-proclaimed ‘realist’. What does this have to do with literature, literature? According to Blake the poetry that has served the past thousand years must therefore be the literary version of the ancient world. He describes the many ways that
>from the start of time, from the beginning
>we can never truly know anything of ourselves. We don’t know who we are, we don’t know what we want, we don’t know
>whether we are good or bad. We make a decision based upon our own desires, in order to be good or bad.
>and when we make that decision, our desires can change as we can see and experience the world around us, and what we learn, experience as we experience the world around us
>that gives us what we are willing to deal with our circumstances, of all the things we experience as one.
>you will always be at an uncertain place in the universe. If you are not already, then the next time you are is an impossible and impossible time…
>it will be all-important. We cannot let that happen unless we will try to be, a little bit.
So, how can this all be for Blake’s, or for the works that he wrote about, for the past thousand years?
It isn’t in the poetry or in the poems or in his life, the poems or the stories. I’m not saying any book is better for this. It depends upon what you mean by “better” than the stories or the poems. And I don’t mean that Blake’s, or any other people’s, poems are anything but better. The thing is, how else can the stories relate to Blake?
Yes. I don’t understand why we never see the people and society and the stories, the cities, the music and the people of that world. It seemed that way since Blake first came to the city. That’s how things began.
What is it that Blake does that allows him to tell the stories? It’s his own invention. This sort of ability to tell a story is what made him famous and his work.
So, with all this in mind, how does that make a living? It depends on what you mean by “live”, “like”, and if you mean living as selfless and loving beings.
In the poetry you can see an almost romantic feeling in the way that Blake does his work: it is something that he does. He gets to do it when he wants it, when he wants it. It’s natural. It comes about when he does it after it’s been done.
So when we see a line, when this or that character or event happened, we have no sense that it’s Blake’s. If he went in and sat in the coffee shop when the waiter came to pick up people for dinner, we never know exactly what it was about. It’s certainly not what happens to us with Blake.
Well, here is Blake’s story about being on a ship in the past:
You saw me and others on the deck. One of them was a ship. But all I wanted was to go to the bar and go talk with him.
You see then that when we saw you, in that ship — a ship full probably with people who, as we know, were on a ship in the past, with people living the life they had while young — I was very confused. I asked what happened to my body, whether I got my ribs broken or had ribs and I said that I don’t.
Now you see that when you go in the bar, what you see, your body is what looks like an old person. I didn’t know what to make of that. I looked around, but I couldn’t see anything.
Was Blake happy because the bar
Tigers are incredibly powerful creatures. In naming “the Tyger” Blake had to know that the use of a word so close to the name of such a wondrous animal would invoke this same feeling of power. Once again he sets the stage for whats to come right from the opening line: “Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright in the forests of the night.” Light amidst the darkness is an obvious reference to the struggle of good against evil. Rather than focus on this theme Blake instead focuses on the animals creation, and more specifically, on his creator. This shift of focus shows the depth of feeling Blake had toward the divine. Its surprising to see this depth as the piece progresses. God as a blacksmith: Simply conceived, yet so eloquent. “What the hammer?, what the chain? In what furnace was thy brain…” Blacksmiths are powerful, they yield the power to forge what was raw useless rock into instruments of impressive construction and war. To further bring the point to view Blake uses the illustration of a hand. “what immortal hand or eye…” “what dread grasp dare its deadly terrors clasp.” In wording this phrase he pays a great deal of homage to his creator. He is essentially saying that no man would have the voracity to attempt to forge some of the things in this world, and that, all by itself, is a powerful message we could all learn from. Man is not immortal; rather, even in the finest of circumstances, humanity is but a little lamb compared to the greatness of God.
To further illustrate this point we finally come to his poem “the Sick Rose.” Right from the onset of the prose we know that this rose is not to be a beauty admired. “O Rose, thou art sick!,” utters forth his pen destroying any of the peace and love that his audience would typically associate with a rose. Its important that the rose be ill though, and it soon becomes clear of what condition this rose has suffered. Evil yearns to be good, at least thats the message thats