Letters and Essays,
Moral, and Miscellaneous.
True felicity is not to be derived from external possessions, but from wisdom; which consist in the knowledge, and practice of virtue.
Yet all beneath th’ unrivall’d rose
The lonely daisy sweetly blows.
Though large the forest monarch throws
His army shade,
Yet green the juicy hawthorn grows
Adown the glade.
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