Poetic Openings : William Blake to William Blake

Poet : William Blake : Poem : To Autum : First Line : O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stain'd
Poet : William Blake : Poem : To Autumn : First Line : O Autumn, laden with fruit, and stain'd
Poet : William Blake : Poem : To Morning : First Line : O holy virgin! clad in purest white,
Poet : William Blake : Poem : To Nobodaddy : First Line : Why art thou silent & invisible
Poet : William Blake : Poem : To Spring : First Line : O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down

Poet : William Blake : Poem : To Summer : First Line : O thou who passest thro' our valleys in
Poet : William Blake : Poem : To The Accuser Who Is The God Of This World : First Line : Truly My Satan thou art but a Dunce
Poet : William Blake : Poem : To The Evening Star : First Line : Thou fair-haired angel of the evening,
Poet : William Blake : Poem : To The Muses : First Line : 1 Whether on Ida's shady brow,
Poet : William Blake : Poem : To Thomas Butts : First Line : TO my friend Butts I write