The word "mirth" came up in conversation today, in regards to someone's expression. And it wasn't I who said the word.
Don't get me wrong, mirth is a great word. Mirth conjures merriment, but doesn't necessarily work in common, every day conversation. Mirth fits a place where any other word just wouldn't work.
Consider telling someone once a year "Mirthy Birthday". Then again...
Anyway, to me, "mirth" brings to mind a court jester of olde. Like this:
Then come jesters, musicians and trained dwarfs,
And singing girls from the land of Ti-ti,
To delight the ear and eye
And bring mirth to the mind.
—Sima Xiangru (ca. 179-117 B.C.), Rhapsody on the Shanglin Park
Sometimes the words just write themselves.
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