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.

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.

It was the rainbow gave thee birth, and left thee all her lovely hues.

And hear the pleasant cockoo, loud and long - The simple bird that thinks two notes a song.

But cats to me are strange, so strange I cannot sleep if one is near.