A Mood

Philip Bourke Marston

1850 to 1887

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To feel somewhile the lips of pleasure sting? 
But then things pass, and some day Spring is done; 
So we may live, nor weep to see life wane. 
Would it not be far wiser to have none? 
And, since we see there are no joys that cling,
Behold! How fair it is to see in Spring, 
Under fresh wind, and warm, soft, flickering sun! 
The frozen river once more thaw and run 
Of fair gone things; a few, glad, golden years? 
Is it not good to dance and laugh and sing, 
Why should we swell it with the greater pain 
Lo! now the fairness of a love well won; — 
Of one sad color let our days be spun, 
Time's tide is dark and bitter with our tears;