Would you be free? 'Tis your chief wish, you say, Come on; I'll show thee, friend, the certain way.
If to no feasts abroad thou lov'st to go, Whilst bounteous God does bread at home bestow;
If thou the goodness of thy clothes dost prize By thine own use, and not by others' eyes;
If, only safe from weathers, thou canst dwell In a small house, but a convenient shell;
If thou without a sigh, or golden wish, Canst look upon thy beechen bowl and dish;
If in thy mind such power and greatness be - The Persian King's a slave compared with thee.
