Poetical sketches by William Blake now first reprinted from the original edition of 1783/I love the jocund dance

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I LOVE the jocund dance,
 The softly-breathing song,
Where innocent eyes do glance
 And where lisps the maiden's tongue.


I love the laughing vale,
 I love the echoing hill,
Where mirth does never fail,
 And the jolly swain laughs his fill.


I love the pleasant cot,
 I love the innocent bower,
Where white and brown is our lot
 Or fruit in the mid-day hour.


I love the oaken seat,
 Beneath the oaken tree,
Where all the old villagers meet,
 And laugh our sports to see.

I love our neighbours all,
 But, Kitty, I better love thee;
And love them I ever shall,
 But thou art all to me.


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