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Song


Would we attain the happiest state,
 That is design'd us here
No joy a rapture must create
 No grief beget despair.

No injury fierce anger raise,
 No honour tempt to pride
No vain desires of empty praise
 Must in the soul abide.

No charms of youth or beauty move
 The constant settled breast;  10
Who leaves a passage free to love,
 Shall let in all the rest.


In such a heart soft peace will live,
 Where none of these abound;
The greatest blessing heaven does give
 Or can on earth be found.