How lucky we are to be alive—
Oh, I know what you’re thinking:
          ‘Alright for some!’
          But listen, chum,
This glass of beer I’m drinking,

That nibbly-bit you just ate up,
Your dog beside you snoring,
          They’re all a piece
          Of life’s sweet lease,
Those rooks in that tree cawing,

The slithering eels in this canal,
Are all a part and parcel,
          You laugh at me,
          But can’t you see
The stones that form the castle

Are each of ’em but a molecule,
Each a part of the story,
          While you sit here
         Too deaf to cheer,
Too blind to glimpse life’s glory.