LEISURE

What is this life if full of care

We have no time to stand and stare

No time to stand beneath the boughs

And stare as long as sheep or cars

No time to see when woods we pass

Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass

No time to see in broad daylight

Streams full of stars like skies at night

No time to turn at Beauty’s glance

And watch her feet how they can dance

No time to wit till her mouth can

Enrich that smile her eyes began

A poor life this if full of care

We have no time to stand and stare

(Written by W H Davies)

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