William Blake Giving Quotations

Forgive what you do not approve & love me for this energetic exertion of my talent

I give you the end of a golden string, Only wind it into a ball, It will lead you in at Heaven's gate Built in Jerusalem's wall.

The lamb misused breeds public strife And yet forgives the butcher's knife.

But if at church they would give some ale. And a pleasant fire our souls to regale. We'd sing and we'd pray all the live long day, Nor ever once from the church to stray.

The cut worm forgives the plow.

For all eternity, I forgive you and you forgive me.

They who forgive most shall be most forgiven.

The thankful receiver bears a plentiful harvest.