EROS EPHEMERIS

by: John Hay (1838-1905)

      NOUGH of thunderous passion
      That clouds life's weary way.
      Bid now in merrier fashion
      The jocund pulses play.
      Welcome the airy fancies
      That charm and pass away,
      The light loves,
      The bright loves,
      The loves that live a day.
       
      Too rude for mortal bosoms
      The storms that rage for aye;
      Ask not from frost the blossoms
      That deck the laughing May.
      Bid welcome all the gay loves
      That wither if they stay,
      The sweet loves,
      The fleet loves,
      The loves that live a day.

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