威廉布莱克

威廉布莱克Tag内容描述：<p>1、威廉布莱克的诗【1】：从一颗沙里看出世界，天堂的消息在一朵野花，将无限存于你的掌上，刹那间涵有无穷的边涯。 -威廉布莱克【2】：一粒沙里见世界，一朵花里见天国；手掌里盛住无限，一刹那便是永劫. -William Blake A Grain of Sand【3】：When the senses are shaken, 当理性被撼动，and the soul is driven to madness, 当灵魂被逼疯， who can stand? 谁能承受？ When the souls of the oppressed 当被压迫者的灵魂 fight in the troubled air that rages, 狂怒著在动乱中反抗， who can stand? 谁能承受？ -William Blake Who Can 。</p><p>2、威廉布莱克从一颗沙子看世界（to see a world in a grain of.威廉布莱克从一颗沙子看世界（To see a world in a grain of sand）2011-03-17 01:07:08 威廉布莱克（William Blake）是18世纪末、19世纪初的一个英国诗人，活着的时候没人知道，直到20世纪初才被挖掘出来。他在国内最出名就是。</p><p>3、18 centurypoetry 1 inthefirsthalfofthe18thcentury neoclassicalpoetry2 bythemiddleofthe18thcentury sentimentalism3 inthelatterhalfofthe18thcentury romanticism Pre Romanticism Inthelatterhalfofthe18thce。</p><p>4、LondonI wander thro each charterd street, Near where the charterd Thames does flow. And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every。</p><p>5、London I wander thro each charter d street Near where the charter d Thames does flow And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness marks of woe In every cry of every Man In every Infants cry of fear。</p><p>6、TheRomanticPeriod Neoclassicism reason order accuracyandelegantwitRomanticism passion emotion andnaturalbeautyTheromanticperiodisanageofpoetry Blake Burns Wordsworth Coleridge Byron Shelly andKeatsare。</p><p>7、18-centurypoetry:1.inthefirsthalfofthe18thcentury:neoclassicalpoetry2.bythemiddleofthe18thcentury:sentimentalism3.inthelatterhalfofthe18thcentury:romanticism,Pre-Romanticism,Inthelatterhalfofthe18thce。</p><p>8、William Blake (17571827) was an English poet, painter, and printmaker. He is considered to be a forerunner of the Romantic poetry of the 19th century, showing a contempt for the rule of reason, opposi。</p><p>9、18-century poetry: 1. in the first half of the 18th century: neoclassical poetry 2. by the middle of the 18th century: sentimentalism 3. in the latter half of the 18th century: romanticism,Pre-Romanti。</p><p>10、London I wander thro each charter street, Near where the charterd Thames does flow. And mark in every face I meet Marks of weak ness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every Infants cry of f。</p>