Beds of roses (1790)
Contentment
3220149Beds of roses — Contentment1790

CONTENTMENT.

THO' winter may fright us, and chill us with cold,
Bright Phoebus can cheer us with rays pure as gold
Then let us not murmur, nor dare to complain,
For he who took sun-shine can give it again.

The oak that all winter was barren and bare,
Again spreads his branches to wave in the air,
All nature rejoicing, appears clad in green,
Then let Mirth and Friendship enliven the scene.

The true sons of Freedom together are met,
And each by his neighbour, in order is set,
While mirth and true Friendship give life to the song.
The voice of Contentment the notes shall prolong.

FINIS.


This work was published before January 1, 1929, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago.

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