Love and harmony combine, <br />And round our souls entwine <br />While thy branches mix with mine, <br />And our roots together join. <br /> <br />Joys upon our branches sit, <br />Chirping loud and singing sweet; <br />Like gentle streams beneath our feet <br />Innocence and virtue meet. <br /> <br />Thou the golden fruit dost bear, <br />I am clad in flowers fair; <br />Thy sweet boughs perfume the air, <br />And the turtle buildeth there. <br /> <br />There she sits and feeds her young, <br />Sweet I hear her mournful song; <br />And thy lovely leaves among, <br />There is love, I hear his tongue. <br /> <br />There his charming nest doth lay, <br />There he sleeps the night away; <br />There he sports along the day, <br />And doth among our branches play.<br /><br />William Blake<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-and-harmony/
