On Contentment 1. I am content within, let someone else be anxious, Although he will thereby not fill his sack or belly. Yet my contented state is time in me well spent. I'll tend to mine affairs, let go their merry way Who in their idleness are filled with happiness.
Fallen man can go to Eden once again And find in fortune's fill e'en earthly happiness.
With one's self to rest contented Is the world's most precious gift. Nought enjoyeth, who enjoyeth What this earthly ball encloseth And a wretched heart doth own. Who treasure doth in others find Is to the merchant like, From others' fortune rich. But with brave purpose to disdain them Is best without compare. The precious goods of earth's expanses, Let this my spirit leave in peace.