Songs from The Beggar’s Opera: Air IV-Cotillion
January 25th, 2013 by Aldouspi

Youth’s the season made for joys,
                     Love is then our duty:
            She alone who that employs,
                     Well deserves her beauty.
                              Let’s be gay
                              While we may,
            Beauty’s a flower despised in decay.

Chorus.         Youth’s the season, etc.

            Let us drink and sport to-day,
                     Ours is not to-morrow:
            Love with youth flies swift away,
                     Age is naught but sorrow.
                              Dance and sing,
                              Time’s on the wing,
            Life never knows the return the spring.

Chorus.         Let us drink, etc.

John Gay

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