Martial. Epigram XLVII, Book X
The things that make the happier life, are these,
Most pleasant Martial: Substance got with ease,
Not labour'd for, but left thee by thy sire;
A soil not barren; a continual fire;
Never at law; seldom in office gown'd;
A quiet mind; free powers; and body sound;
A wise simplicity; friends alike-stated;
Thy table without art, and easy-rated;
Thy night not drunken, but from cares laid waste;
No sour, or sullen bed-mate, yet a chaste;
Sleep, that will make the darkest hours swift-pac'd;
Will to be, what thou art; and nothing more;
Nor fear thy latest day, nor wish therefor.
Most pleasant Martial: Substance got with ease,
Not labour'd for, but left thee by thy sire;
A soil not barren; a continual fire;
Never at law; seldom in office gown'd;
A quiet mind; free powers; and body sound;
A wise simplicity; friends alike-stated;
Thy table without art, and easy-rated;
Thy night not drunken, but from cares laid waste;
No sour, or sullen bed-mate, yet a chaste;
Sleep, that will make the darkest hours swift-pac'd;
Will to be, what thou art; and nothing more;
Nor fear thy latest day, nor wish therefor.
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