Why

Why, when the sun is gold,
The weather fine,
The air (this phrase is old)
Like Gascon wine;—

Why, when the leaves are red,
And yellow, too,
And when (as has been said)
The skies are blue;—

Why, when all things promote
One’s peace and joy—
A joy that is (to quote)
Without alloy;—

Why, when a man’s well off,
Happy and gay,
Why must he go play golf
And spoil his day?