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To hymselfe.
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To hymselfe.
Martial, the thinges that do attainethe happy life, be these I finde:
The riches left, not got with paine,
The fruitefull ground, the quiet minde:
The egall frend, no grudge no strife,
No charge of rule nor gouernaunce,
Without desease the healthfull life,
The household of continuaunce.
The mean dyet, no delicate fare,
True wisedome ioynd with simplenes,
The night discharged of all care,
Where wine the wit may not oppresse.
The faithfull wife without debate,
Such sleepes as may beguile the night,
Content thy self with thine estate,
Ne wishe for death, nor feare his might.
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