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...THE CHARGE OF THE BREAD BRIGADE by EZRA POUND UNDER THE WATERFALL by THOMAS HARDY THE BRIDGE OF SIGHS by THOMAS HOOD THE PAUPER'S DRIVE by THOMAS NOEL TO MY MOTHER by EDGAR ALLAN POE SONNET TO THE MOON by HELEN MARIA WILLIAMS INDIGNATION; AN ODE by LASCELLES ABERCROMBIE A SONNET. ON THE PICTURE OF CAVALIER GUARINI PAINTED BY BORGIANNI by PHILIP AYRES |