1. Night as well as brightest day hath her delight. Let us then with mirth and music deck the night, Never did glad day such store Of joy to night bequeath: Her stars then adore, Both in Heaven, and here beneath. 2. Love and beauty, mirth and music yield true joys, Though the cynics in their folly count them toys, Raise your spirits ne'er so high, They will be apt to fall: None brave thoughts envy, Who had e'er brave thoughts at all. 3. Joy is the sweet friend of life, the nurse of blood, Patron of all health, and fountain of all good: Never may joy hence depart, But all your thoughts attend; Nought can hurt the heart, That retains so sweet a friend. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN ANSWER TO MR. POPE by ANNE FINCH SONNET: 22. TO THE SAME [CYRIACK SKINNER] by JOHN MILTON DECEMBER 31ST by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE SHE LOOKS BEYOND TO-MORROW by RUTH FITCH BARTLETT |