Epitaph
All beauty to pourtray,
Therein his duty lay,
And still through toilsome strife
Duty to him was life—
Most thankful still that duty
Lay in the paths of beauty.
Notes
To the memory of William Blake, a Painter and Poet,oldpoetry.com/authors/William%20Blake whose greatness may be named even here since it was equalled by his goodness, this tablet is now erected, — years after his death, at the age of sixty-eight, on August 12th, 1827, in poverty and neglect, by one who honours his life and works.
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the saddest thing isnt dying its dying and not being remembered. dont you think? anyway this was a bit confusing with all the big words and such but i liked it!
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Wow! This is great that you have put this up, as well as it's great that you gave us a link to some of his info and works. It's sad that many great artists and poets are never appreciated until they are gone. However in thier paintings and writings, they go living. They put a bit of their soul in each work, projects from the heart. That is why the life of an artist seems so rough. Often they have little material worth, and a large depth of dreams and beauty within. Sometimes that beauty is only noticed after they pass on.
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Beautiful!!! ~~~swan~~~
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