No longer I follow a sound; <br />No longer a dream I pursue; <br />Oh happiness! not to be found, <br />Unattainable treasure, adieu! <br /> <br />I have sought thee in splendour and dress, <br />In the regions of pelasure and taste; <br />I have sought thee, and seemed to possess, <br />But have proved thee a vision at last. <br /> <br />A humble ambition and hope <br />The voice of true wisdom inspires; <br />'Tis sufficient, if peace be the scope, <br />And the summit of all our desires. <br /> <br />Peace may be the lot of the mind <br />That seeks it in meekness and love; <br />But rapture and bliss are confined <br />To the glorified spirits above.<br /><br />William Cowper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-on-peace/
