English poem
Come thou lovely peace of mind
by Anonymous
Come thou lovely peace of mind, Sweet delight of human kind; Heav'nly nymph, more beauteous far, Than the sister graces are: Without thee celestial guest, Nought can have the pleasing zest.
Not the mildest western sun, When its destin'd course is run; Can refresh the wearied sight, With a beam so soft of light, As those purpling rays which spread Mildness round thy shining head.
Where, O Nymph! dost thou resort? Never, never seen at court! There, the noisy and the proud, There, tumultuous passions croud; Dost thou then affect to dwell, With the poor in lonely cell?