My conscience is my crown,Contented thoughts my rest;My heart is happy in itself,My bliss is in my breast.Enough I reckon wealth;A mean the surest lot,That lies too high for base contempt,Too low for envy's shot.
envy's a sharper spur than pay: No author ever spar'd a brother; Wits are gamecocks to one another.john gay
envy's a sharper spur than pay: No author ever spar'd a brother.john gay
Go and catch a falling star, Get with child a mandrake root, Tell me where all past years are, Or who cleft the Devil's foot, Teach me to hear mermaids singing, Or to keep off envy's stinging, And find What wind Serves to advance an honest mind.john donne
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