Are not the joys of morning sweeter...

Are not the joys of morning sweetert
Than the joys of night
And are the vigrous joys of youth
Ashamed of the light

5 Let age & sickness silent rob
The vineyards in the night
But those who burn with vigrous youth
Pluck fruits before the light

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