He who binds himself to joy
doth the winged life destroy;
but he who kisses the joy as it flies
lives in eternity’s sunrise.
He who binds himself to joy
doth the winged life destroy;
but he who kisses the joy as it flies
lives in eternity’s sunrise.
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