Variety.
By Thomas Moore
Ask what prevailing, pleasing power Allures the sportive, wandering bee To roam untired, from flower to flower, He'll tell you, 'tis variety. Look Nature round; her features trace, Her seasons, all her changes see; And own, upon Creation's face, The greatest charm's variety. For me, ye gracious powers above! Still let me roam, unfixt and free; In all things,--but the nymph I love I'll change, and taste variety. But, Patty, not a world of charms Could e'er estrange my heart from thee;-- No, let me ever seek those arms. There still I'll find variety.
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