Classic Poem

I.

Y E gay deceivers of the mind,
Ye dreams of happiness, adieu;
No more your soft enchantments bind,
This heart was never made for you.

II.

The brightest joy your smile can boast,
Is but a moment's glittering light;
It sparkles now, and now 'tis lost,
Extinguish'd in the shades of night.

III.

Begone, with all your soothing charms;
Pleasure on earth! — O empty name!
Superior joy my bosom warms,
And heaven approves the sacred flame.

IV.

To perfect bliss my soul aspires,
That shines with never fading ray!
No less can satiate my desires,
Than full delight, and endless day.

V.

Blest be the kind, the gracious power,
That gently call'd and bade me rise;
And taught my nobler thoughts to soar
To happiness beyond the skies.