To sweet repast and calm repose.
Ode on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude. Line 87.
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From toil he wins his spirits light,
From busy day the peaceful night;
Rich, from the very want of wealth,
In heaven's best treasures, peace and health.
Ode on the Pleasure arising from Vicissitude. Line 93.
The social smile, the sympathetic tear.
Education and Government.