Yet through the well-spent checquer’d year,
I’d have enough to leave.
To drink a bottle with a friend,
Assist him in distress, not lend,
But rather freely give.
Riches bring care, I ask not wealth,
Let me enjoy but peace and health;
I envy not the great.
’Tis peace alone can make me bless’d.
The rich may take to east, or west,