Thomas Hardy - A Young Man's Exhortation lyrics

Call off your eyes from care By some determined deftness; put forth joys Dear as excess without the core that cloys,   And charm Life's lourings fair. Exalt and crown the hour That girdles us, and fill it full with glee, Blind glee, excelling aught could ever be   Were heedfulness in power. Send up such touching strains That limitless recruits from Fancy's pack Shall rush upon your tongue, and tender back   All that your soul contains. For what do we know best? That a fresh love-leaf crumpled soon will dry, And that men moment after moment die,   Of all scope dispossest. If I have seen one thing It is the pa**ing preciousness of dreams; That aspects are within us; and who seems   Most kingly is the King.