As long as I love Beauty I am young.
I love thee for a heart that’s kind--not for the knowledge in thy mind.
What is this life if, full of care, we have no time to stand and stare.
Pleasure's a Moth, that sleeps by day And dances by false glare at night; But Joy's a Butterfly, that loves To spread its wings in Nature's light.
What sweet, what happy days had I,When dreams made Time Eternity!
Teetotallers lack the sympathy and generosity of men that drink.