Transient joy
Added 2023-05-04 22:59:43 +0000 UTCThe flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow dies;
All that we wish to stay
Tempts and then flies.
What is this world's delight?
Lightning that mocks the night,
Brief even as bright.
β from a poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792β1822)
