This life is jolly, O!
I envy no man's lot;
My eyes can much admire,
And still my heart crave not;
There's no true joy in gold,
It breeds desire for more;
Whatever wealth man has,
Desire can keep him poor.
This life is jolly, O!
Power has his fawning slaves,
But if he rests his mind,
Those wretches turn bold knaves.
Fame's field is full of flowers,
It dazzles as we pass,
But men who walk that field
Starve for the common grass.
This life is jolly, O!
Let others know they die,
Enough to know I live,
And make no question why;
I care not whence I came,
Nor whither I shall go;
Let others think of these--
This life is jolly, O!
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Comments2WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES REALLY KEEPS IT REAL, STRAIGHT UP AND SIMPLE! MAKES ME REALIZE HOW MUCH WE OVERTHINK LIFE SOMETIMES, SHOULD BE STUDYING BUT THIS IS SO DOPE. 😎✌️
Just finished rereading a wonderful peome by William Henry Davies, reminded me of when I read it as a kid. His simple yet powrful mesage about life and simplified and joyfull outlook never gets old. Tels me to stop and appreciate what I have rather than yearning for pointless things. Davies is definitly a master in portraying such deep feelings in such a simple way. Just puts a smile on your face and makes your day better.