A prison! heav'ns, I loath the hated name,
Famine's metropolis, the sink of shame,
A nauseous sepulchre, whose craving womb
Hourly inters poor mortals in its tomb;
By ev'ry plague and ev'ry ill possess'd,
Ev'n purgatory itself to thee 's a jest.
"With ev'ry pleasing, ev'ry prudent part, Say, what can Chloe want?"-She wants a heart.
How fair doth Nature
Appear again!
How bright the sunbeams!
How smiles the plain!
The flow'rs are bursting
From ev'ry bough,
And thousand voices
Each bush yields now.
And joy and gladness
Fill ev'ry breast!
Oh earth!-oh sunlight!
Oh rapture blest!
Oh love! oh loved one!
Let Joy or Ease, let Affluence or Content, And the gay Conscience of a life well spent, Calm ev'ry thought, inspirit ev'ry grace, Glow in thy heart, and smile upon thy face.
Look-ye, 'tis my Opinion, ev'ry Man cheats in his Way. And he is only honest, who is not discover'd.
Heaven breathes thro' ev'ry member of the whole One common blessing, as one common soul.
Still follow sense, of ev'ry art the soul, Parts answering parts shall slide into a whole.
How do you know but ev’ry Bird that cuts the airy way, Is an immense world of delight, clos’d by your senses five?
Fill ev'ry glass, for wine inspires us,
And fires us
With courage, love and joy.
Women and wine should life employ.
Is there ought else on earth desirous?
And reputation bleeds in ev'ry word.
At ev'ry word a reputation dies.
A patriot is a fool in ev'ry age.
Who wants to be a millionaire? And go to ev'ry swell affair?
Ev'ry heart beats true 'neath the Red, White and Blue
But just disease to luxury succeeds, And ev'ry death its own avenger breeds.
O who would trust this world, or prize what's in it,
That gives and takes, and chops and changes, ev'ry minute?