Classic Poem

Yes! my Lesbia! let us prove
All the sweets of life in love.
Let us laugh at envious sneers;
Envy is the fault of years.
Vague report let us despise;
Suns may set and suns may rise:
We, when sets our twinkling light,
Sleep a long-continued night.
Make we then, the most of this —
Let us kiss, and kiss, and kiss.
While we thus the night employ,
Envy cannot know our joy.
So, my Lesbia! let us prove
All the sweets of life in love.