Eliot, Auden, Blake

 

T. S. Eliot spent his life re-inventing himself as a certain type of Englishman while managing a neurotic wife and writing some memorable verse.

 

 

W. H. Auden spent his life trying to rationalize his attraction to a religious tradition he could barely practice or believe while mourning an unfaithful lover and writing some memorable verse.

 

 

William Blake spent his life creating a mythology to live by and a psychology to live within while single-handedly attempting to usher in a New Age.

I don’t wish to minimize the achievements of Eliot and Auden but they pale in comparison to Blake’s.