A Bottle And Friend

There’s nane that’s blest of human kind
But the cheerful and the gay, man.

Here’s a bottle and an honest friend!
What wad ye wish for mair, man?
Wha kens, before his life may end,
What his share may be o’ care, man?

Then catch the moments as they fly,
And use them as ye ought, man:
Believe me, happiness is shy,
And comes not aye when sought, man.

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There’s none that’s blessed of humankind
But the cheerful and the gay, man.

Here’s a bottle and an honest friend!
What would you wish for more, man?
Who knows, before his life may end,
What his share may be of care, man?

Then catch the moments as they fly,
And use them as you ought, man:
Believe me, happiness is shy,
And comes not always when sought, man.

– Robert Burns