<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530051" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>This Life Is All Chequer'd With Pleasures and Woes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">This life is all chequer'd with pleasures and woes, <br>That chase one another like waves of the deep -- <br>Each brightly or darkly, as onward it flows, <br>Reflecting our eyes, as they sparkle or weep. <br>So closely our whims on our miseries tread, <br>That the laugh is awaked ere the tear can be dried; <br>And, as fast as the rain-drop of Pity is shed, <br>The goose-plumage of Folly can turn it aside. <br>But pledge me the cup -- if existence would cloy, <br>With hearts ever happy and heads ever wise, <br>Be ours the light Sorrow, half-sister to Joy, <br>And the light brilliant Folly that flashes and dies. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Hylas was sent with his urn to the fount, <br>Through fields full of light, and with heart full of play, <br>Light rambled the boy, over meadow and mount, <br>And neglected his task for the flowers on the way. <br>Thus many, like me, who in youth should have tasted <br>The fountain that runs by Philosophy's shrine, <br>Their time with the flowers on the margin have wasted, <br>And left their light urns all as empty as mine. <br>But pledge me the goblet; -- while idleness weaves <br>These flowerets together, should Wisdom but see <br>One bright drop or two that has fall'n on the leaves <br>From her fountain divine, 'tis sufficient for me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Thomas+Moore">Thomas Moore</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=530051" data-title="This Life Is All Chequer'd With Pleasures and Woes de Thomas Moore" data-description="This life is all chequer'd with pleasures and woes, That chase one another like waves of the deep -- Each brightly or darkly, as onward it flows, Reflecting our eyes, as they sparkle or weep. So closely our whims on our miseries tread, That t..."></div> </div> </div>

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