📚🧡The
flower that smiles to-day🧡📖
🌿🧡The
flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow dies;
All that we wish to
stay
Tempts and then flies.
What is this world’s
delight?
Lightning that mocks the night,
Brief even as bright.
Virtue,
how frail it is!
Friendship how rare!
Love, how it sells poor
bliss
For proud despair!
But we, though soon they fall,
Survive
their joy, and all
Which ours we call.
Whilst
skies are blue and bright,
Whilst flowers are gay,
Whilst eyes
that change ere night
Make glad the day;
Whilst yet the calm
hours creep,
Dream thou—and from thy sleep🧡🍀🌼🌻🌺🌷🥀
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