English poem
Martial, the things for to attain
by Henry Howard (1833–1894)
Martial, the things for to attain The happy life be these, I find: The riches left, not got with pain; The fruitful ground, the quiet mind;
The equal friend; no grudge nor strife; No charge of rule, nor governance; Without disease the healthy life; The household of continuance;
The mean diet, no delicate fare; Wisdom joined with simplicity; The night dischargèd of all care, Where wine may bear no sovereignty;
The chaste wife, wise, without debate; Such sleeps as may beguile the night; Contented with thine own estate; Neither wish death nor fear his might.