 | Elizabeth Tomkins - 1817 - 276 pagina’s
...intermeddling stranger near To spoil our heartfelt joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove... | |
 | John Prior Estlin - 1818 - 350 pagina’s
...inestimable blessings, Contentment and Peace. •*' If solid happiness we prize, Within our breasts this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam ; The world has nothing to bestow, From our ownselves our joys must flow, And that dear hut — our home." « Strange it is that... | |
 | Ann Taylor - 1818 - 194 pagina’s
...influence extends, beyond the reach of calculation. " If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own seUes our joys must flow, And that dear hut our home." If it would not warrant... | |
 | Mrs. Taylor (Ann Martin) - 1818 - 202 pagina’s
...influence extends, beyond the reach of calculation. " If solid happiness we priie, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut our home," If it would not warrant... | |
 | 1821 - 282 pagina’s
...intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heart-felt joys.. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breat this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut our home. Of rest was Noah's dove... | |
 | Hosea Ballou - 1821 - 328 pagina’s
...BLACKLOCK. HYMN 235. PM Tranquillity and Contentment. IF solid happiness we prize, Within our breasts this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam : The world has little to bestow ; From our ownselves our joys must flow; Our bliss begins at home. 2 To be resign'd... | |
 | Jonathan Peele Dabney - 1821 - 316 pagina’s
...hearts improve it all, T^or waste the present hour. 2 If happiness in truth we prize, Within our breasts this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam ; The world has little to bestow, From our ownselves our joys must flow ; Our bliss begins at home. 3 To be resign'd,... | |
 | William Jillard Hort - 1822 - 186 pagina’s
...And mark them down for wisdom. Akenside. CONTENTMENT. If solid happiness we prize, Within ourselves this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow, From our own hearts our joys must flow, Our bliss begins at home. Let us, then, relish with... | |
 | John Platts - 1822 - 844 pagina’s
...intermeddling stranger near, To spoil our heartfelt joys. If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies ; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow, From our own selves our joys must flow ; And that dear hut, our home. Of rest was Noah's dove... | |
 | Hosea Ballou, Edward Turner - 1824 - 406 pagina’s
...and Six Metre. Tranquillity and Contentment. ¥F solid happiness we prize, •*• Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam : The world has liltle to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow ; Our bliss begins at home. 2 To he resign'd... | |
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If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies; And they are fools who roam : The world has nothing to bestow ; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home. 
