Joy is never in our power and pleasure often is

Joy is never in our power and pleasure often is

But pleasures are like poppies spread;
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed.
Or like the read more

But pleasures are like poppies spread;
You seize the flower, its bloom is shed.
Or like the snow falls in the river,
A moment white--then melts forever.

We tire of those pleasures we take, but never of those we give.

We tire of those pleasures we take, but never of those we give.

With the catching ends the pleasure of the chase

With the catching ends the pleasure of the chase

Who pleases one against his will.

Who pleases one against his will.

The rule of my life is to make business a pleasure, and pleasure
my business.

The rule of my life is to make business a pleasure, and pleasure
my business.

When the idea of any pleasure strikes your imagination, make a just computation between the duration of the pleasure and read more

When the idea of any pleasure strikes your imagination, make a just computation between the duration of the pleasure and that of the repentance that is likely to follow it.

Pleasures lie thickest where no pleasures seem;
There's not a leaf that falls upon the ground
but read more

Pleasures lie thickest where no pleasures seem;
There's not a leaf that falls upon the ground
but holds some joy of silence or of sound,
Some sprite begotten of a summer dream.

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There read more

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar.