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1 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind?
Were spirits of celestial kind
Made for a jest, for sport and play,
To wear out time, and waste the day?
2 Doth vain discourse, or empty mirth,
Well suit the honours of their birth?
Shall they be fond of gay attire,
Which children love, and fools admire?
3 What if we wear the richest vest?
Peacocks and flies are better drest;
This flesh, with all its gaudy forms,
Must drop to dust, and feed the worms.
4 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher;
Touch all our souls with sacred fire;
Then, with a heaven-directed eye,
We'll pass these glittering trifles by.
5 We'll look on all the toys below
With such disdain as angels do;
And wait the call that bids us rise
To mansions promis'd in the skies.
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First Line: | Can laughter feed the immortal mind |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1789 |
Topic: | Faith, Holiness and moral Virtues: Gravity and Decency |