Happy man

Happy the man, whose wish and care

      A few paternal acres bound,

Content to breathe his native air

     In his own ground,

Whose herds with milk, whose fields with bread,

      Whose flocks supply him with attire;

Whose trees in summer yield him ahade,

      In winter fire,

Blest, who can unconcernedly find

      Hours, days, and years slide soft away

In health of body, peace of mind,

      Quiet by day,

Sound sleep by night; study and ease

      Together mix’d; sweet resreation,

And innocence, Which most does please

      With meditation.

Thus let me live unseen, unknown;

      Thus unlamentes let me die;

Steal from the world, and not a stone

       Where I lie.


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