Fugitive Poetry. 1600–1878/On Content

On Content.

It is not youth can give content,
Nor is it wealth's decree;
It is a gift from heaven sent,
Though not to thee or me.
It is not in the monarch's crown,
Though he'd give millions for't;
It dwells not in his Lordship's frown,
Or waits on him to Court.
It is not in a coach and six,
It is not in a garter;
'Tis not in love, or politics,
But 'tis in Hodge the carter.