Happiness

All happiness bechance to thee in Milan!

Some beauties yet no precepts can declare,
For there's a happiness, as well as care.

O happiness! our being's end and aim!

Others in virtue place felicity,
But virtue joined with riches and long life;
In corporal pleasures he, and careless ease.

His overthrow heaped happiness upon him;
For then, and not till then, he felt himself,
And found the blessedness of being little.