Happy are ye who can put by the stress <br />Of so much of the trouble worldlings know; <br />Ye who seem almost creatures of the woods, <br />Now animal and now bird-like amid <br />The quiet pleasance of your leafy lives; <br />Though sorrow may be yours, and Death will come <br />Even like a pilgrim o'er the hills to you.<br /><br />Robert Crawford<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-rustic-life/
