He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy;
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity's sun rise.
I just love this poem... its strange it just gets better with age. I recall memorising it when I was a teenager... and now years later, it begins to have so much meaning.
I am grateful for Blake's words The best gifts are not buyable Isaac Watts wrote these well loved words in the 18th Century JOY to the World! the Lord is come: let earth receive her King; let every heart prepare Him room, and heaven and nature sing...
Blake's poem, Eternity is gorgeous and powerful. Unfortunately, the AUDIO version above is completely unworthy - robotic, ridiculous, and oh so wrong.
I can't agree more. Yes, he lives in eternity's sunrise who gladly kiss little joys that fly like butterflies.
Can anyone state what year this was written? I can't find it on Google. Steve Tabor desert609aol
Wow! Can a short poem like this inspire so much? Greatly motivated!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is a magical poem. I was introduced to this poem via the 'School of Philosophy' when we were discussing 'attachment'. As human, we are all too ready to take the credit for our actions, whereas we need to take the attitude that we just simply act. Be willing to act and then detach yourself from the outcome of the action. This is what the poem is telling us to do in its lovely style of verse.