Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, MY RICHES, by PHOEBE CARY

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MY RICHES, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: There is no comfort in the world
Last Line: A good and pleasant thing to me.
Subject(s): Contentment

THERE is no comfort in the world
But I, in thought, have known;
No bliss for any human heart,
I have not dreamed my own;
And fancied joys may sometimes be
More real than reality.

I have a house in which to live,
Pleasant, and fair, and good,
Its hearth is crowned with warmth and light,
Its board with daintiest food.
And I, when tired with care or doubt,
Go in and shut my sorrows out.

I have a father, one whose care
Goes with me where I roam;
A mother, waiting anxiously
To see her child come home;
And sisters, from whose tender eyes
The love in mine hath sweet replies.

I have a friend, who sees in me
What none beside can see,
Not faultless, but as firm and true,
And pure, as man may be;
A friend, whose love is never dim,
And I can never change to him.

My boys are very gentle boys,
And after they are grown,
They're nobler, better, braver men
Than any I have known!
And all my girls are fair and good
From infancy to womanhood.

So with few blessings in the world
That men can see or name,
Home, love, and all that love can bring
My mind has power to claim;
And life can never cease to be
A good and pleasant thing to me.

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