Would we attain the happiest state That is design'd us here; No joy a rapture must create, No grief beget despair No injury fierce anger raise, No honour tempt to pride; No vain desires of empty praise Must in the soul abide: No charms of youth or beauty move The constant settled breast: Who leaves a passage free to love, Shall let in all the rest. In such a heart soft peace will live, Where none of these abound; The greatest blessing Heav'n does give, Or can on earth be found. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PSALM 136 by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE WITH WHOM IS NO VARIABLENESS, NEITHER SHADOW OF TURNING' by ARTHUR HUGH CLOUGH THE FOUR ZOAS: NIGHTS THE NINTH by WILLIAM BLAKE GARFIELD'S RIDE AT CHICKAMAUGA by HEZEKIAH BUTTERWORTH CISMA DE INGLATERRA: STANZA 1 by PEDRO CALDERON DE LA BARCA |