Life! we 've been long together

Through pleasant and through cloudy weather;

'T is hard to part when friends are dear,—

Perhaps 't will cost a sigh, a tear;

Then steal away, give little warning,

Choose thine own time;

Say not "Good night," but in some brighter clime

Bid me "Good morning."

Mrs Barbauld (1743-1825): Life.

Gave

His body to that pleasant country's earth,

And his pure soul unto his captain Christ,

Under whose colours he had fought so long.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Richard II. Act iv. Sc. 1.

In all thy humours, whether grave or mellow,

Thou 'rt such a touchy, testy, pleasant fellow,

Hast so much wit and mirth and spleen about thee,

There is no living with thee, nor without thee.

Joseph Addison (1672-1719): Spectator. No. 68.

Here lies David Garrick, describe me who can,

An abridgment of all that was pleasant in man.

Oliver Goldsmith (1728-1774): Retaliation. Line 93.

O Life! how pleasant is thy morning,

Young Fancy's rays the hills adorning!

Cold-pausing Caution's lesson scorning,

We frisk away,

Like schoolboys at th' expected warning,

To joy and play.

Robert Burns (1759-1796): Epistle to James Smith.

It is the month of June,

The month of leaves and roses,

When pleasant sights salute the eyes,

And pleasant scents the noses.

Nathaniel P Willis (1817-1867): The Month of June.

It is the month of June,

The month of leaves and roses,

When pleasant sights salute the eyes,

And pleasant scents the noses.

Nathaniel P Willis (1817-1867): The Month of June.

We meet thee, like a pleasant thought,

When such are wanted.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): To the Daisy.

In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts

Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

William Wordsworth (1770-1850): Lines written in Early Spring.

'T is pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print;

A book's a book, although there's nothing in 't.

Lord Byron 1788-1824: English Bards and Scotch Reviewers. Line 51.

Happy who in his verse can gently steer

From grave to light, from pleasant to severe.

John Dryden (1631-1701): The Art of Poetry. Canto i. Line 75.

Happy who in his verse can gently steer

From grave to light, from pleasant to severe.

Nicholas Boileau-Despreaux (1636-1711): The Art of Poetry. Canto i. Line 75.

She is pretty to walk with,

And witty to talk with,

And pleasant, too, to think on.

Sir John Suckling (1609-1641): Brennoralt. Act ii.

The gods are just, and of our pleasant vices

Make instruments to plague us.

William Shakespeare (1564-1616): King Lear. Act v. Sc. 3.