My minde to me a kingdome is, Such perfect joy therein I finde As farre exceeds all earthly blisse That God or Nature hath assignde Though much I want that most would have Yet still my minde forbids to crave.
Ac thorugh his science soothy was nevere no soule ysaved, Ne broght by hir bokes to blisse ne to joye.william langland
We thinke no greater blisse then suchTo be as be we would,When blessed none but such as beThe same as be they should.william warner
Prayer is The world in tune, A spirit-voyce, And vocall joyes, Whose Eccho is heaven's blisse.Henry Vaughan
My mynde to me a kingdome is Such preasent joyes therein I fynde That it excells all other blisse That earth afforde or growes by kynde Though muche I wante which moste would have Yet still my mynde forbiddes to crave.edward dyer