No matter where the body is, the mind is free to go elsewhere.
And hear the pleasant cockoo, loud and long - The simple bird that thinks two notes a song.
As long as I love Beauty I am young.
Now shall I walk or shall I ride? 'Ride,' Pleasure said; 'Walk,' Joy replied.
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.
I love thee for a heart that’s kind--not for the knowledge in thy mind.