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Joie / Joy
Joie, o vie ailée,
Brisée d’être captive;
Éternité promise
Au baiser qui s’accorde à ton vol.
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies,
Lives in eternity's sunrise.
Brisée d’être captive;
Éternité promise
Au baiser qui s’accorde à ton vol.
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies,
Lives in eternity's sunrise.
William Blake
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