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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.
Warm weather fosters growth: cold weather destroys it. Thus a man with an unsympathetic temperament has a scant joy: but read more
Warm weather fosters growth: cold weather destroys it. Thus a man with an unsympathetic temperament has a scant joy: but a man with a warm and friendly heart overflowing blessings, and his beneficence will extend to posterity.
When you wish someone joy, you wish them peace,love, prosperity, happiness... all the good things.
When you wish someone joy, you wish them peace,love, prosperity, happiness... all the good things.
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
But were there ever any
Writhed not at passed joy?
Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
[Lat., Gaudia non remanent, sed fugitiva volant.]
Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
[Lat., Gaudia non remanent, sed fugitiva volant.]
An infant when it gazes on a light,
A child the moment when it drains the breast,
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An infant when it gazes on a light,
A child the moment when it drains the breast,
A devotee when soars the Host in sight,
An Arab with a stranger for a guest,
A sailor when the prize has struck in fight,
A miser filling his most hoarded chest,
Feel rapture; but not such true joy are reaping
As they who watch o'er what they love while sleeping.
One of the sanest, surest, and most generous joys of life comes from being happy over the good fortune of read more
One of the sanest, surest, and most generous joys of life comes from being happy over the good fortune of others.
Great joy, especially after a sudden change of circumstances, is apt to be silent, and dwells rather in the heart read more
Great joy, especially after a sudden change of circumstances, is apt to be silent, and dwells rather in the heart than on the tongue.
My plenteous joys,
Wanton in fullness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow.
My plenteous joys,
Wanton in fullness, seek to hide themselves
In drops of sorrow.
