Enough of thunderous passion <br />That clouds life's weary way. <br />Bid now in merrier fashion <br />The jocund pulses play. <br />Welcome the airy fancies <br />That charm and pass away, <br />The light loves, <br />The bright loves, <br />The loves that live a day. <br /> <br />Too rude for mortal bosoms <br />The storms that rage for aye; <br />Ask not from frost the blossoms <br />That deck the laughing May. <br />Bid welcome all the gay loves <br />That wither if they stay, <br />The sweet loves, <br />The fleet loves, <br />The loves that live a day.<br /><br />John Hay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/eros-ephemeris/
