Silent, Silent Night Poem by William Blake
Silent, Silent Night
Silent, silent night,
Quench the holy light
Of thy torches bright;
For possessed of Day
Thousand spirits stray
That sweet joys betray.
Why should joys be sweet
Used with deceit,
Nor with sorrows meet?
But an honest joy
Does itself destroy
For a harlot coy.
IT IS THE MOST BEAUTIFUL MOMENT TO ENJOY THE SILENCE IN THE NIGHT...... I WANT TO WONDER THROUGHOUT THE NIGHT.....
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4/23/2024 7:18:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
The night is not only calm but also different in its completeness.