[127]Happy the Man, who from Ambition freed,
A little Garden, little Field does feed.
The Field gives frugal Nature what's requird;
The Garden what's luxuriouſly deſir'd:
The ſpecious Evils of an anxious Life,
He leaves to Fools to be their endleſs Strife.
O Fortunatos nimium bona ſi ſua norint Horticulos!
FINIS