How happy is he born and thought <br />That serves not to others will <br />Whose Armour is his honest thought <br />And simple truth his highest skill <br /> <br />Whose passions not his masters are <br />Whose soul is still prepared for death <br />Untied into this world with care <br />Of princely love or vulgar breath <br /> <br />Who hath his life from rumors freed <br />Whose conscience is his strong retreat <br />Whose state can neither flatterers feed <br />Nor ruin make accusers great <br /> <br />Who God doth late and early pray <br />More for his grace than gifts for good <br />Who entertains the harmless say <br />With a well chosen book or food <br /> <br />This man is free from call <br />Of hopes to rise or fear to fall <br />And having nothing, he hath all <br />Lord of himself, though not all<br /><br />malini kadir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/please-read-this-4/
