There's nane that's blest of human kind,
But the cheerful and the gay, man,
Fal, la, la, &c.
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Believe me, happiness is shy, And comes not aye when sought, man/// appropriate time comes never; happiness, satisfaction of mind comes never in perfect time or desired time; but it's true that humankind desires not in perfect time; oh what is perfect time- it's complicated in this life
Great inference, " happiness is shy, And comes not aye when sought, man" A great classic write worth classic poem of the day.
When did a bottle of strong drink ever make a man truly happy? I disagree with Burns.
Then catch the moments as they fly, And use them as ye ought, man: Believe me, happiness is shy, And comes not aye when sought, man.
" Happiness is shy And comes not aye when sought" Great truth depicted
yep me too we have an assignment and that is to look up poems about friendship and copy the link and send it to our teacher
'Believe me, happiness is shy, And comes not aye when sought, man.' - True, it often is just like that!
He had a fine appetite for life and all its sadness and pleasure. and he filled each poem well, like a good pint.
What his share may be! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
catch the moments as they fly. Wonderful imagery and superb diction. Thanks for sharing it here.
A bottle can be a friend, and happiness can be elusive, but it is no answer in the end, man.
i need to learn this for school and i cant be bothered doing it ¬.¬