Song Xiv. Ye Who Would Life's Pleasures Prove Poem by Robert Anderson

Ye who would life's pleasures prove,
Taste the sweets of wine and love:
Wine, that lulls each care to rest;
Love, that melts the tyrant's breast.

Envy not pert Fashion's fool,
Nor the few who're born to rule;
Grandeur, Pow'r, and Wealth despise--
Gay Content far from them flies.

Heed not how the moments pass,
Fill to love the sparkling glass;
Toast the young, the fair, the gay:
Life is short--live while you may.