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I joy not in no earthly bliss



Бёрд Уильям - I joy not in no earthly bliss - текст песни (слова)

I joy not in no earthly blisse,
 I force not Cressus welth a straw:
 For care I know not what it is,
 I feare not Fortunes fatall law.
 My mind is such as may not move,
 for beautie bright nor force of love.
 I wish but what I have at will,
 I wander not to seeke for more:
 I like the plaine I clime no hill,
 in greatest stormes I sit on shore:
 and laugh at them that toyle in vaine,
 to get what must bee lost againe.
 I kisse not where I wish to kill,
 I faine not love where most I hate:
 I breake no sleepe to winne my will,
 I waite not at the mighties gate:
 I scorne no poore nor feare no rich,
 I feele no want no have to much.
 The Court and cart I like nor loath,
 extreames are counted worst of all:
 the golden meane beetweene them both,
 doth surest sit and feare no fall:
 this is my choyce, for why I finde,
 no wealth is like the quiet minde.
 attrib. Sir Edward Dyer (1543-1607)   
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