First and best of earthly joys,
I like little girls and boys:
Which of all do I like best?
Why, the one that's happiest.

You have more'n likely noticed,
 When you didn't when you could ,
That jes' the thing you didn't do
 Was jes' the thing you should .

When you're trying to get it
unwound in bed,
nothing's longer than a kimono sash!

When your client's hopping mad,
Put his picture in the ad.
If he still should prove refractory
Add a picture of his factory.

When you came, you were like red wine and honey,
And the taste of you burnt my mouth with its sweetness.
Now you are like morning bread,
Smooth and pleasant.
I hardly taste you at all for I know your savour,
But I am completely nourished.

When with the Virgin morning thou do'st rise,
Crossing thy selfe; come thus to sacrifice:
First wash thy heart in innocence, then bring
Pure hands, pure habits, pure, pure every thing.
Next to the Altar humbly kneele, and thence,
Give up thy soule in clouds of frankinsence.
Thy golden Censors fil'd with odours sweet,
Shall make thy actions with their ends to meet.

When winds go organing through the pines
On hill and headland, darkly gleaming,
Meseems I hear sonorous lines
Of Iliads that the woods are dreaming.

When they drink, poor fellows, those planters!
When they drink, they get only nasty words.
Sing a song, paddy god, you've had three drinks!

When the universe goes up in flame
it is hard for trees and plants to survive:
the long branches, the short leaves,
all turned to dust.
In a thousand villages, no catkins can be seen
floating in the air:
what damage they have done to the third month of springtime
here in the south!

When the sun is shining overhead
'Tis nice to make a leafy bed
Deep in the shady wood;
To lie and gaze towards the sky
Peeping through the leaves on high,
Above the shady wood.