IF you must sit and sigh,
And have the blues,
Why don't you try

To realize
That there are sighs and sighs,
And blues and blues,
From which to choose?

There's Heavenly blues, and blues of tranquil seas,
Both pleasant if you have them, pray have these ;
And when you sigh, be like the turtle-dove,
Who knows not grief, and merely sighs for love.