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Joys too exquisite to last,
And yet more exquisite when past.
Joys too exquisite to last,
And yet more exquisite when past.
Full from the fount of Joy's delicious springs
Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom springs.
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Full from the fount of Joy's delicious springs
Some bitter o'er the flowers its bubbling venom springs.
[Lat., Medio de fonte leporum
Surgit amari aliquid, quod in ipsis floribus angat.]
Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.
Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.
He who has not looked on Sorrow will never see Joy.
He who has not looked on Sorrow will never see Joy.
And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy,
The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.
And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy,
The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.
They all attain perfection When they find joy in their work.
They all attain perfection When they find joy in their work.
Joy, in Nature's wide dominion,
Mightiest cause of all is found;
And 'tis joy that moves the read more
Joy, in Nature's wide dominion,
Mightiest cause of all is found;
And 'tis joy that moves the pinion
When the wheel of time goes round.
Joy is the feeling of grinning inside.
Joy is the feeling of grinning inside.
