Nugae; Being Selections from Many Years' Scribblings in Verse

Nugae; Being Selections from Many Years' Scribblings in Verse

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1892 edition. Excerpt: ...to sing! Strive not so hard, O Friend, to gather more, That hast enough to feed both thee and thine; No cruel wolf, is howling at thy door; Safe from all want art thou at any time; Then dig not thou again in Mammon's mine, Since here's enough to feed both thee and thine! XI. Cease thou to strive with thy poor neighbour there; Quit all the haunts of Commerce, and for good; Build a snug house beside a pleasant wood; Let all sweet rural things be now thy care; And be content that thou hast won thy share: Thus shall thy life be lengthened and renewed, (For "just enough " is more than plentitude) While all thine offspring blossom fresh and fair. Our City Merchants kill themselves to live: Forgetful of the "golden mean," they seek Base lucre still; into the cave they dive Of Mammon deep, and still, and still they strive, In motley throng: see how they sweat and reek! 0 foolish men! to kill yourselves to live! XII. / am not worldly poor, nor worldly rich; And what I have I gain with my right hand; Yet is no man more cheerful in this land: Then say if I am poor or wealthy, which? No contumely I'll brook; am I, then, rich? If poor are all that labour, I am poor. One thing is sure: I keep an open door; Then say if I am poor, or wealthy, which? No man that lives dares shove me in the ditch; Nor stand I at the beck of duke or lord; Then say if I am poor, or wealthy, which? 1 cover not with bribes one single hand; I never buy with gold one flattering word; Yet is no man more cheerful in this land! XIII. Nor wealth, nor rank, nor fame brings happiness; From thine own heart must every joy still spring; And he is richest that can freest sing! Whose eyes are open to all loveliness Must still be wealthy, though he's penniless! With a...show more

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  • Paperback | 72 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 4mm | 145g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236911253
  • 9781236911254