Page:Seven favourite songs (1).pdf/3

 



Life let us cherish while yet the taper glows,

And the fresh flow’ret pluck ’ere it close,

Why are we fond of toil and care?

Why choose the rankling thorn to wear?

And heedless by the lily stray,

Which blossoms in our way.

When clouds obscure the atmosphere,

And forked lightenings rend the air,

The sun resumes his silver crest,

And smiles adown the west.

The genial seasons soon are o’e r,

The let us, e’er we quit this shore,

Contentment seek, it is our zest,.

The sunshine of the breast.