English poem
SONG. (Tell me where the weakness lies)
by Anonymous
Tell me where the weakness lies, You who seem above it, Whence we joys in hand despise, Whence remote we covet?
If, when objects distant move, Still they can allure us, Will that nigh they worthless prove Not suffice to cure us?
Strange! our will perverse and blind Schemes of peace opposes; Strange! we look aloft to find What's beneath our noses.
Go, ye anxious fools, and stun Heaven with vain addresses; He obtains your vows in one, Who content possesses.
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