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  • Sagar
    • Posted on March 3
    English poetry
    When the green woods laugh with the voice of joy,
    And the dimpling stream runs laughing by;
    When the air does laugh with our merry wit,
    And the green hill laughs with the noise of it;

    when the meadows laugh with lively green,
    And the grasshopper laughs in the merry scene,
    When Mary and Susan and Emily
    With their sweet round mouths sing 'Ha, ha he!'

    When the painted birds laugh in the shade,
    Where our table with cherries and nuts is spread:
    Come live, and be merry, and join with me,
    To sing the sweet chorus of 'Ha, ha, he!'
    Poet: William Blake
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    • Sagar
      Sagar Keep me fully glad with nothing. Only take my hand in your hand.
      In the gloom of the deepening night take up my heart and play with it as you list. Bind me close to you with nothing.
      I will spread myself out at your feet and lie still. Under this clouded ...  Read more