STRIVE not for what beyond thine utmost striving lies, Nor sigh the thing that must forevermore remain; Yield not to trifles that obstruct thine onward way; From lust of gold and knowledge evermore refrain. Not centered in thyself, but with a noble love, Seek thou thy daily gladness in another's joy. Thy neighbor's life should be the measure of thine own, For only universal pleasures never cloy; One homely virtue is man's ever-sure defense, His changeless friend—its name is COMMON SENSE. |