Oh stay! oh stay!
Joy so seldom weaves a chain
Like this to-night, that oh 't is pain
To break its links so soon.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
-- Fly not yet
Joy so seldom weaves a chain
Like this to-night, that oh 't is pain
To break its links so soon.
-- Thomas Moore (1779-1852)
-- Fly not yet
Related:
- Oh joy!
Oh rapture... - Fly not yet; 't is just the hour
When pleasure, like the midnight flower
That scorns the eye of vulgar light,
Begins to bloom for sons of night And maids who love... - When did morning ever break,
And find such beaming eyes awake?
Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- Fly not... - To sigh, yet feel no pain;
To weep, yet scarce know why;
To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw... - And oh if there be an Elysium on earth,
It is this,
it is this! -- Thomas Moore (1779-1852) -- The Light... - Oh, so there
you are... - For oh! so wildly do I love him That paradise itself were dim And
joyless,
if not shared with him. --... - Oh God,
I'm so depressed..... - Oh, I'm so happy
for you...
