Richard Hovey - Philosophy lyrics

I SOMETIMES long to throw my books away And to forget the thoughts that make me sad-- The mighty musings that have ever clad The minds of men in chill and sombre grey. I sometimes long to laugh out and be gay As some blithe, thoughtless, merry-hearted lad Or wander in the forest and be glad Without a memory of a heavier day; Yet when I try to turn myself apart From all the deeper mysteries of Life In nature-love and hate of human strife, Still the same thoughts throng through my throbbing brain And I arise in heaviness of heart And turn me to my studying again.