Silent Silent Night...

Silent Silent Night
Quench the holy light
Of thy torches bright

For possessd 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

poem by William Blake from Songs and Ballads (1793)
Submitted by Veronica Serbanoiu
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