The moon like a flower
In heaven's high bower,
With silent delight,
Sits and smiles on the night.
In heaven's high bower,
With silent delight,
Sits and smiles on the night.
(Songs of Innocence - Night, 1790)
William Blake
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The soul of sweet delight, can never be defiled. For everything that lives is holy, life delights in life. Great things are done when men and mountains meet.
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