N The Inspiration of Quiet OT love, not war, nor the tumultuous swell But where untroubled peace and concord There also is the Muse not loth to range, Wordsworth. "The Man of Life Upright" HE man of life upright, Whose guiltlesse Hearte is free The man whose silent dayes, That man needes neyther towres Nor secret vaults to flie From thunder's Violence; I He onely can behold And terrours of the Skies. Thus, scorning all the cares Good Thoughts his onely friendes, And quiet Pilgrimage. Thomas Campion. Free from the World ET him that will, ascend the tottering seat Out of the road of business, or the fear And unconcerned, as if I ne'er had been. Death is a mere surprise, a very snare Sir Matthew Hale. Cælum non Animum OE find some whispering shade neare Arne or And gently 'mong their violets throw Your weary'd limbs, and see if all those fairc Our sorrowes still pursue us, and when you And statues, a disordered heape; you can And banish your owne thoughts. Goe travaile where And land not toucht by any covetous fleet, And yet even there youre selfe you 'le meete. As sweetly to you as if you were laid Under the learned Thessalian shade. Direct your eye-sight inward, and you 'le find Yet undiscover'd. Travell them, and be Expert in home cosmographie. This you may doe safe both from rocke and shelf: W. Habington. Content WEET are the thoughts that savour of content; The quiet mind is richer than a crowne; Sweet are the nights in carelesse slumber spent ; The poore estate scornes fortune's angrie frowne. 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, A minde content both crowne and kingdom is. Robert Greene. Happy as a Shepherd H what is love? It is a pretty thing, And sweeter too; For kings have cares that waite upon a And cares can make the sweetest love to frowne: Ah then, ah then, If countrie loves such sweet desires do gaine, His flockes are foulded, he comes home at night, And merrier too; For kings bethinke them what the state require, He kisseth first, then sits as blyth to eate For kings have often feares when they do sup, Upon his couch of straw he sleeps as sound, More sounder too; For cares cause kings full oft their sleepe to spill, Thus with his wife he spends the yeare as blyth, And blyther too; For kings have warres and broyles to take in hand, Where Shepheards laugh, and love upon the land. Ah then, ah then, If Countrie loves such sweet desires gaine, What Lady would not love a Shepheard Swaine? Robert Greene. The means to attain The Happy Life M ARTIAL, the things that do attain The happy life be these, I find :— The equal friend; no grudge, no strife; |