Let No Man Take Your Joy!

For many mortals, the word "joy" does not lend itself to ready explanation. A thousand people may give a thousand definitions thereof. One person's concept of joy may be anathema to another. To many, so evanescent and indefinable is it that these lines of Gerald Massey are particularly felicitous:

Not by appointment do we meet DelightAnd Joy; they heed not our expectancy;But round some corner in the streets of life,They, on a sudden, clasp us with a smile.

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Neither Deceived nor Deceiving
May 13, 1944
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