Edward Cracroft Lefroy: His Life and Poems including a Reprint of Echoes from Theocritus: By Wilfred Austin Gill: With a Critical Estimate of the Sonnets by the late John Addington Symonds |
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A PHILOSOPHER
The fire burns bright; the kettle in the grate
Sends gentle music floating through the air,
While Rumpelstilzchen from the easy chair
Makes soft refrain. O friend, serene, sedate,
Thou hast a strange capacity to bear
The good and evil of a changing state;
Thrice-happy thus voluptuously to fare,
Yet not remorseful if unkindly Fate
Appoints cold vigils in a leafless tree.
Brave Stoic-epicure! Would I might win
Some part of thy combined philosophy;
Enjoy beatitude without a sin,
Yet take my crosses kindly; live like thee,
All fur without, and triple brass within.
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