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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lady Mer" data-source="post: 405781" data-attributes="member: 1035">Here's two from one of my favorite poets- Robert Service. Dreams Are Best I just think that dreams are best, Just to sit and fancy things; Give your gold no acid test, Try not how your silver rings; Fancy women pure and good, Fancy men upright and true: Fortressed in your solitude, Let Life be a dream to you. For I think that Thought is all; Truth's a minion of the mind; Love's ideal comes at call; As ye seek so shall ye find. But ye must not seek too far; Things are never what they seem: Let a star be just a star, And a woman -- just a dream. O you Dreamers, proud and pure, You have gleaned the sweet of life! Golden truths that shall endure Over pain and doubt and strife. I would rather be a fool Living in my Paradise, Than the leader of a school, Sadly sane and weary wise. O you Cynics with your sneers, Fallen brains and hearts of brass, Tweak me by my foolish ears, Write me down a simple ass! I'll believe the real "you" Is the "you" without a taint; I'll believe each woman too, But a slightly damaged saint. Yes, I'll smoke my cigarette, Vestured in my garb of dreams, And I'll borrow no regret; All is gold that golden gleams. So I'll charm my solitude With the faith that Life is blest, Brave and noble, bright and good, . . . Oh, I think that dreams are best!Laughter I LAUGH at Life: its antics make for me a giddy game,Where only foolish fellows take themselves with solemn aim.I laugh at pomp and vanity, at riches, rank and pride;At social inanity, at swagger, swank and side.At poets, pastry-cooks and kings, at folk sublime and small,Who fuss about a thousand things that matter not at all;At those who dream of name and fame, at those who scheme for pelf...But best of all the laughing game - is laughing at myself.Some poet chap has labelled man the noblest work of God;I see myself a charlatan, a humbug and a fraud.Yea, 'spite of show and shallow wit, and sentimental drools,I know myself a hypocrite, a coward and a fool.And though I kick myself with glee profoundly on the pants,I'm litle worse, it seems to me, than other human ants.For if you probe your private mind, impervious to shame,Oh, Gentle Reader, you may find you're much about the same.Then let us mock with ancient mirth this comic, cosmic plan;The stars are laughing at the earth; God's greatest joke is man,For laughter is a buckler bright, and scorn a shining spear;So let us laugh with all our might at folly, fraud and fear,Yet on our sorry selves be spent our most sardonic glee.Oh don't pay life the compliment to take it seriously.For he who can himself despise, be surgeon to the bone,May win to worth in others' eyes, to wisdom in his own.</blockquote>

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