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 Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past,
 And neither fear nor wish th' approaches of the last.  
 Enjoy the present hour, be thankful for the past,
 And neither fear nor wish th' approaches of the last. 
 In a cottage I live, and the cot of content,
 Where a few little rooms for ambition too low,
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 In a cottage I live, and the cot of content,
 Where a few little rooms for ambition too low,
  Are furnish'd as plain as a patriarch's tent,
   With all for convenience, but nothing for show:
    Like Robinson Crusoe's, both peaceful and pleasant,
     By industry stor'd, like the hive of a bee;
      And the peer who looks down with contempt on a peasant.
       Can ne'er be look'd up to with envy by me. 
 Ten poor men sleep in peace on one straw heap, as Saadi sings,
 But the immensest empire is too read more 
 Ten poor men sleep in peace on one straw heap, as Saadi sings,
 But the immensest empire is too narrow for two kings. 
 Where wealth and freedom reign, contentment fails,
 And honour sinks where commerce long prevails.  
 Where wealth and freedom reign, contentment fails,
 And honour sinks where commerce long prevails. 
 Let me posses what I now have, or even less, so that I may enjoy 
my remaining days, if read more 
 Let me posses what I now have, or even less, so that I may enjoy 
my remaining days, if Heaven grant any to remain.
 [Lat., Sit mihi quod nunc est, etiam minus et mihi vivam
  Quod superest aevi--si quid superesse volunt di.] 
 Let's live with that small pittance which we have;
 Who covets more is evermore a slave.  
 Let's live with that small pittance which we have;
 Who covets more is evermore a slave. 
Their wants but few, their wishes all confin'd.
Their wants but few, their wishes all confin'd.
 I'll be merry and free,
 I'll be sad for nae-body;
  If nae-body cares for me,
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 I'll be merry and free,
 I'll be sad for nae-body;
  If nae-body cares for me,
   I'll care for nae-body. 
Ah, sweet Content, where doth thine harbour hold?
Ah, sweet Content, where doth thine harbour hold?