All human joys are swift of wing <br />For heaven doth so allot it <br />That when you get an easy thing <br />You find you haven't got it. <br /> <br />Man never yet has loved a maid, <br />But they were sure to part, sir; <br />Nor never lacked a paltry spade <br />But that he drew a heart, sir! <br /> <br />Go, Chauncey! it is plain as day <br />You much prefer a dinner <br />To walking straight in wisdom's way-- <br />Go to, thou babbling sinner. <br /> <br />The froward part that you have played <br />To me this lesson teaches: <br />To trust no man whose stock in trade <br />Is after-dinner speeches.<br /><br />Eugene Field<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/long-meter/
