
bart wolffe - joy and pleasure lyrics
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now, joy is born of parents poor
and pleasure of our richer kind;
though pleasure’s free, she cannot sing
as sweet a song as joy confined
pleasure’s a moth, that sleeps by day
and dances by false glare at night;
but joy’s a b+tterfly, that loves
to spread its wings in nature’s light
joy’s like a bee that gently sucks
away on blossoms its sweet hour;
but pleasure’s like a greedy wasp
that plums and cherries would devour
joy’s like a lark that lives alone
whose ties are very strong, though few;
but pleasure like a cuckoo roams
makes much acquaintance, no friends true
joy from her heart doth sing at home
with little care if others hear;
but pleasure then is cold and dumb
and sings and laughs with strangers near
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