If we do not find happiness in the present moment, in what shall we find it?
He watched and wept and prayed and felt for all
By sports like these are all their cares beguil'd; The sports of children satisfy the child.
Every absurdity has a champion to defend it.
Careless their merits or their faults to scan, His pity gave ere charity began. Thus to relieve the wretched was his pride, And even his failings lean'd to Virtue's side.
I fancy the character of a poet is in every country the same,--fond of enjoying the present, careless of the future; his conversation that of a man of sense, his actions those of a fool.