How happy is he born or taught

Who serveth not another’s will;

Whose armor is his honest thought,

And simple truth his highest skill;

Whose passions not his masters are;

Whose soul is still prepared for death;

Not tied unto the world with care

Of public fame or private breath;

Who God doth late and early pray

More of His grace than goods to lend,

And walks with man, from day to day,

As with a brother and a friend!

This man is freed from servile bands

Of hope to rise, or fear to fall;

Lord of himself, though not of lands,

And having nothing, yet hath all.