As long as I love Beauty I am young.
What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare.
Now shall I walk or shall I ride? 'Ride,' Pleasure said; 'Walk,' Joy replied.
I love thee for a heart thatโs kind--not for the knowledge in thy mind.
When I had money, money, O! I knew no joy till I went poor; For many a false man as a friend Came knocking all day at my door.
What sweet, what happy days had I,When dreams made Time Eternity!