| William Blake (1757–1827). The Poetical Works. 1908. | | | | Poetical Sketches | | Song: Love and harmony combine |
| | | LOVE and harmony combine, | |
| And around our souls entwine | |
| While thy branches mix with mine, | |
| And our roots together join. | |
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| Joys upon our branches sit, | 5 |
| Chirping loud and singing sweet; | |
| Like gentle streams beneath our feet | |
| Innocence and virtue meet. | |
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| Thou the golden fruit dost bear, | |
| I am clad in flowers fair; | 10 |
| Thy sweet boughs perfume the air, | |
| And the turtle buildeth there. | |
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| There she sits and feeds her young’ | |
| Sweet I hear her mournful song; | |
| And thy lovely leaves among, | 15 |
| There is love, I hear his tongue. | |
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| There his 1 charming nest doth lay, | |
| There he sleeps the night away; | |
| There he sports along the day, | |
| And doth among our branches play. | 20 |
| | | Note 1. his] her; an obvious misprint, in the original. [back] | | |
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