They dream them worlds, because they're bright and fair;
You sit down with your book, your fireside facing,
And laugh to think of the wealth to which you are heir.
Cranch.
43. Impell'd with steps unceasing to pursue
Some fleeting good that mocks thee with the view.
Goldsmith.
44. You'll have a clear and competent estate,
That you may live genteelly, but not great;
As much as you can moderately spend,