He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy
He who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise
About the Author
William Blake was an English poet and artist.
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Detail from William Blake, Angel of the Revelation, c. 1803.
My heart leaps up when I behold
A rainbow in the sky:
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