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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416337" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Happy Man</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=416337" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">He's not the happy man, to whom is given<br>A plenteous fortune by indulgent Heaven;<br>Whose gilded roofs on shining columns rise,<br>And painted walls enchant the gazer's eyes;<br>Whose table flows with hospitable cheer,<br>And all the various bounty of the year;<br>Whose valleys smile, whose gardens breathe the spring,<br>Whose curved mountains bleat, and forests sing;<br>For whom the cooling shade in summer twines,<br>While his full cellars give their generous wines;<br>From whose wide fields unbounded autumn pours<br>A golden tide into his swelling stores;<br>Whose winter laughs; for whom the liberal gales<br>Stretch the big sheet, and toiling commerce sails;<br>Whom yielding crowds attend, and pleasure serves;<br>While youth, and health, and vigour string his nerves.<br>E'en not all these, in one rich lot combined,<br>Can make the happy man, without the mind;<br>Where judgment sits clear-sighted, and surveys<br>The chain of reason with unerring gaze;<br>Where fancy lives, and to the brightening eyes,<br>Her fairer scenes, and bolder figures rise;<br>Where social love exerts her soft command,<br>And lays the passions with a tender hand,<br>Whence every virtue flows, in rival strife,<br>And all the moral harmony of life.<br>Nor canst thou, Dodington, this truth decline:<br>Thine is the fortune, and the mind is thine.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=James+Thomson">James Thomson</a></strong></div>