MY MIND TO ME A KINGDOM IS - Sir Edward Dyer Poems


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My mind to me a kingdom is;
      Such perfect joy therein I find
That it excels all other bliss
      Which God or nature hath assign'd.
Though much I want that most would have,
Yet still my mind forbids to crave.

No princely port, nor wealthy store,
      No force to win a victory,
No wily wit to salve a sore,
      No shape to win a loving eye;
To none of these I yield as thrall,--
For why? my mind despise them all.

I see that plenty surfeit oft,
      And hasty climbers soonest fall;
I see that such as are aloft
      Mishap doth threaten most of all.
These get with toil and keep with fear;
Such cares my mind can never bear.

I press to bear no haughty sway,
      I wish no more than may suffice,
I do no more than well I may,
      Look, what I want my mind supplies.
Lo ! thus I triumph like a king,
My mind content with anything.

I laugh not at another's loss,
      Nor grudge not at another's gain;
No worldly waves my mind can toss;
      I brook that is another's bane.
I fear no foe, nor fawn on friend,
I loathe not life, nor dread mine end.

My wealth is health and perfect ease,
      And conscience clear my chief defence;
I never seek by bribes to please,
      Nor by desert to give offence.
Thus do I live, thus will I die,--
Would all did so as well as I!