And, like the dawn, its cheering rays Then come, when in the orient first CONTENT. Contentment walks The sunny glade, and feels an inward bliss Spring o'er his mind, beyond the power of kings To purchase. Thomson. Content. MY MINDE TO ME A KINGDOME IS. FROM PERCY'S RELIQUES. My minde to me a kingdome is; That God or Nature hath assignde: Though much I want, that most would have, Yet still my mind forbids to crave. Content I live, this is my stay; I seek no more than may suffice; I see how plentie surfets oft, And hastie clymbers soonest fall: I see that such as sit aloft Mishap doth threaten most of all: These get with toile, and keep with feare: No princely pomp, nor welthie store, No shape to winne a lover's eye; Some have too much, yet still they crave, They poor, I rich; they beg, I give ; I laugh not at another's losse, I grudge not at another's gaine; I joy not in no earthly blisse; I weigh not Cresus' welth a straw ; For care, I care not what it is; I feare not fortune's fatall law: My mind is such as may not move For beautie bright or force of love. I wish but what I have at will; |