[Written for the Sentinel]

Contentment

To look upon the world with smiling eyes,To view my lot with joy, whate'er it seem,To know the truth, with all that this implies,To live, to act, not sit and idly dream:To envy none, to long for naught save thingsAbove the mortal, that shall satisfy,—Thus knows my heart the song contentment sings,And discontent shall pass unnoticed by.

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