SWEET are the thoughts that savor of content;
The quiet mind is richer than a crown;
Sweet are the nights in careless slumber spent;
The poor estate scorns Fortune's angry frown.
Such sweet content, such minds, such sleep, such bliss,
Beggars enjoy, when princes oft do miss.
The homely house that harbors quiet rest;
The cottage that affords no pride nor care;
The mean that 'grees with country music best;
The sweet consort of mirth and music's fare;
Obscurèd life sets down a type of bliss:
A mind content both crown and kingdom is.
Maesia's Song
Robert Greene
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Poem topics: house, life, poor, pride, sleep, I miss you, country, angry, enjoy, kingdom, fortune, slumber, music, crown, mind, quiet, sweet, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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