SONG. HOW SWEET I ROAM’D FROM FIELD TO FIELD.
SONG. MY SILKS AND FINE ARRAY.
SONG. LOVE AND HARMONY COMBINE.
SONG. I LOVE THE JOCUND DANCE.
MAD SONG. THE WILD WINDS WEEP.
SONG. FRESH FROM THE DEWY HILL, THE MERRY YEAR.
SONG. WHEN EARLY MORN WALKS FORTH IN SOBER GRAY.
PROLOGUE INTENDED FOE A DRAMATIC PIECE OF KING EDWARD THE FOURTH.
ALL RELIGIONS ARE ONE: THE ARGUMENT
THERE IS NO NATURAL RELIGION : THE ARGUMENT
THE MARRIAGE OF HEAVEN AND HELL. THE ARGUMENT.
TO THE ACCUSER WHO IS THE GOD OF THIS WORLD
THE FRENCH REVOLUTION: BOOK THE FIRST.
VISIONS OF THE DAUGHTERS OF ALBION: THE ARGUMENT
VISIONS OF THE DAUGHTERS OF ALBION: THE ARGUMENT
PRELUDIUM TO THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER I
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER II
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER III
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER IV (A)
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER IV (B)
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER V
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER VI
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER VII
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER VIII
THE FIRST BOOK OF URIZEN. CHAPTER IX
THE BOOK OF AHANIA. CHAPTER I.
THE BOOK OF AHANIA. CHAPTER II.
THE BOOK OF AHANIA . CHAPTER III.
THE BOOK OF AHANIA. CHAPTER IV.
THE BOOK OF AHANIA. CHAPTER V.
THE FOUR ZOAS. NIGHT THE FIRST.
THE FOUR.ZOAS. NIGHT THE SECOND.
THE FOUR ZOAS. NIGHT THE THIRD.
THE FOUR ZOAS. NIGHT THE FOURTH.
THE FOUR ZOAS. NIGHT THE FIFTH.
THE FOUR ZOAS. NIGHT THE SIXTH.
THE FOUR ZOAS. NIGHT THE SEVENTH.
MILTON A POEM. BOOK THE SECOND
NEVER PAIN TO TELL THY LOVE...
I FEARD THE FURY OF MY WIND...
I ASKED A THIEF TO STEAL ME A PEACH...
O LAPWING THOU FLIEST AROUND THE HEATH...
EXPERIMENT. THOU HAST A LAP FULL OF SEED...
IF YOU TRAP THE MOMENT BEFORE ITS RIPE...
ARE NOT THE JOYS OF MORNING SWEETER...
WHY SHOULD I CARE FOR THE MEN OF THAMES...
THE SWORD SUNG ON THE BARREN HEATH...
ABSTINENCE SOWS SAND ALL OVER...
AN OLD MAID EARLY EER I KNEW...
WHAT IS IT MEN DO IN WOMEN REQUIRE
MY SPECTRE AROUND ME NIGHT & DAY
OER MY SINS THOU SIT & MOAN...
MOCK ON MOCK ON VOLTAIRE ROUSSEAU
NOW ART HAS LOST ITS MENTAL CHARMS
THE CAVERNS OF THE GRAVE IVE SEEN
AROUND THE SPRINGS OF GRAY MY WILD ROOT WEAVES
LONG JOHN BROWN & LITTLE MARY BELL
MOTTO TO THE SONGS OF INNOCENCE & OF EXPERIENCE
LET THE BROTHELS OF PARIS BE OPENED...
WHO WILL EXCHANGE HIS OWN FIRE SIDE...
WHEN KLOPSTOCK ENGLAND DEFIED...
ON THE VIRGINITY OF THE VIRGIN MARY & JOHANNA SOUTHCOTT
YOU DONT BELIEVE I WONT ATTEMPT TO MAKE YE
IF IT IS TRUE WHAT THE PROPHETS WRITE...
I AM NO HOMERS HERO YOU ALL KNOW...
THE ANGEL THAT PRESIDED OER MY BIRTH...
SOME MEN CREATED FOR DESTRUCTION COME...
IF I EER GROW TO MANS ESTATE...
IF MEN WILL ACT LIKE A MAID SMILING OVER A CHURN...
ANGER & WRATH MY BOSOM RENDS...
AND HIS LEGS CARRIED IT LIKE A LONG FORK...
WAS I ANGRY WITH HAYLEY WHO USD ME SO ILL
BLAKES APOLOGY FOR HIS CATALOGUE
COSWAY FRAZER & BALDWIN OF EGYPTS LAKE...
MY TITLE AS [A] GENIUS THUS IS PROVD...
P — — LOVED ME, NOT AS HE LOVD HIS FRIENDS...
THE SUSSEX MEN ARE NOTED FOOLS...
OF H S BIRTH THIS WAS THE HAPPY LOT...
IMITATION OF POPE A COMPLIMENT TO THE LADIES
THE ONLY MAN THAT EER I KNEW...
MADMAN I HAVE BEEN CALLD FOOL THEY CALL THEE...
HES A BLOCKHEAD WHO WANTS A PROOF OF WHAT HE CAN’T PERCIEVE...
S — — - IN CHILDHOOD ON THE NURSERY FLOOR...
HE HAS OBSERVD THE GOLDEN RULE...
CR — — LOVES ARTISTS AS HE LOVES HIS MEAT...
A PETTY SNEAKING KNAVE I KNEW...
ENGLISH ENCOURAGEMENT OF ART (FIRST READING)
ENGLISH ENCOURAGEMENT OF ART (FINAL READING)
WHEN YOU LOOK AT A PICTURE YOU ALWAYS CAN SEE...
THE CUNNING SURES & THE AIM AT YOURS...
ALL PICTURES THATS PANTED WITH SENSE & WITH THOUGHT...
YOU SAY THEIR PICTURES WELL PAINTED BE...
THE ERRORS OF A WISE MAN MAKE YOUR RULE...
GREAT THINGS ARE DONE WHEN MEN & MOUNTAINS MEET...
IF YOU PLAY A GAME OF CHANCE KNOW BEFORE YOU BEGIN...
NO REAL STYLE OF COLOURING EVER APPEARS
CAN THERE BE ANY THING MORE MEAN...
SIR JOSHUA PRAISES MICHAEL ANGELO...
SIR JO[S]HUA PRAISED RUBENS WITH A SMILE...
THE CRIPPLE EVERY STEP DRUDGES & LABOURS...
I RUBENS AM A STATESMAN & A SAINT...
SWELLD LIMBS WITH NO OUTLINE THAT YOU CAN DESCRY...
THESE ARE THE IDIOTS CHIEFEST ARTS...
RAFAEL SUBLIME MAJESTIC GRACEFUL WISE...
GIVE PENSIONS TO THE LEARNED PIG...
WHEN I SEE A RUBENS REMBRANT CORREGGIO...
DELICATE HANDS & HEADS WILL NEVER APPEAR...
I ASKD MY DEAR FRIEND ORATOR PRIGG...
O DEAR MOTHER OUTLINE OF KNOWLEDGE MOST SAGE
GREAT MEN & FOOLS DO OFTEN ME INSPIRE...
SOME PEOPLE ADMIRE THE WORK OF A FOOL
HER WHOLE LIFE IS AN EPIGRAM SMACK SMOOTH & NOBLY PEND...
WHEN A MAN HAS MARRIED A WIFE...
GROWN OLD IN LOVE FROM SEVEN TILL SEVEN TIMES SEVEN...
THE HEBREW NATION DID NOT WRITE IT...
SINCE ALL THE RICHES OF THIS WORLD...
TO CHLOES BREAST YOUNG CUPID SLILY STOLE...
NAIL HIS NECK TO THE CROSS NAIL IT WITH A NAIL...
A WOMAN SCALY & A MAN ALL HAIRY...
THIS WAS SPOKE BY MY SPECTRE TO VOLTAIRE BACON &C
ODE ON THE DEATH OF A FAVOURITE CAT, DROWNED IN A TUB OF GOLD FISHES (AS ILLUSTRATOR ONLY)
A FATHER’S MEMOIRS OF HIS CHILD.