An infant when it gazes on a light,
A child the moment when it drains the breast,
A devotee when soars the Host in sight,
An Arab with a stranger for a guest,
A sailor when the prize has struck in fight,
A miser filling his most hoarded chest,
Feel rapture; but not such true joy are reaping
As they who watch o'er what they love while sleeping.
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They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
They hear a voice in every wind,
And snatch a fearful joy.
Nothing I've ever done has given me more joys and rewards than being a father to my children.
Nothing I've ever done has given me more joys and rewards than being a father to my children.
Oh, frabjous day! Callooh. Callay!
He chortled in his joy.
Oh, frabjous day! Callooh. Callay!
He chortled in his joy.
One joy shatters a hundred griefs
One joy shatters a hundred griefs
Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
[Lat., Gaudia non remanent, sed fugitiva volant.]
Joys do not stay, but take wing and fly away.
[Lat., Gaudia non remanent, sed fugitiva volant.]
The joy late coming late departs.
The joy late coming late departs.
Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.
Our joy is dead, and only smiles on us.
Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow
Joy is the holy fire that keeps our purpose warm and our intelligence aglow
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
- Lord Byron (George read more
There's not a joy the world can give like that it takes away.
- Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),
