There's nane that's blest of human kind, <br />But the cheerful and the gay, man, <br />Fal, la, la, &c. <br /> <br />Here's a bottle and an honest friend! <br />What wad ye wish for mair, man? <br />Wha kens, before his life may end, <br />What his share may be o' care, man? <br /> <br />Then catch the moments as they fly, <br />And use them as ye ought, man: <br />Believe me, happiness is shy, <br />And comes not aye when sought, man.<br /><br />Robert Burns<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-bottle-and-friend/
