MAY the ambitious ever find
Success in crowds and noise,
While gentle love does fill my mind
With silent real joys.
May knaves and fools grow rich and great,
And all the world think them wise,
While I ly at my Nanny’s feet,
And all the world despise
Let conquering kings new triumphs raise,
And melt in court delights:
Her eyes can give much brighter days,
Her arms much softer nights.