Not on one strand are all life's jewels strung.

Countless the various species of mankind, Countless the shades which sep'rate mind from mind; No general object of desire is known, Each has his will, and each pursues his own.

Variety's the very spice of life, That gives it all its flavour.

The earth was made so various, that the mind Of desultory man, studious of change And pleased with novelty, might be indulged.

Variety's the very spice of life, that gives it all its flavor.

With me a change of trouble is as good as a vacation.