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- MY mind to me a kingdom is;
- Such perfect joy therein I find
- That it excels all other bliss
- Which God or nature hath assigned.
- Though much I want that most would have,
- Yet still my mind forbids to crave.
- No princely port, nor wealthy store,
- No force to win a victory,
- No wily wit to salve a sore,
- No shape to win a loving eye;
- To none of these I yield as thrall,--
- For why? my mind despise them all.
- I see that plenty surfeit oft,
- And hasty climbers soonest fall;
- I see that such as are aloft
- Mishap doth threaten most of all.
- These get with toil and keep with fear;
- Such cares my mind can never bear.
- I press to bear no haughty sway,
- I wish no more than may suffice,
- I do no more than well I may,
- Look, what I want my mind supplies.
- Lo! thus I triumph like a king,
- My mind content with anything.
- I laugh not at another's loss,
- Nor grudge not at another's gain;
- No worldly waves my mind can toss;
- I brook that is another's bane.
- I fear no foe, nor fawn on friend,
- I loathe not life, nor dread mine end.
- My wealth is health and perfect ease,
- And conscience clear my chief defence;
- I never seek by bribes to please,
- Nor by desert to give offence.
- Thus do I live, thus will I die,--
- Would all did so as well as I!
- Sir Edward Dyer
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