When I was at home I was in a better place
God bless thee; and put meekness in thy breast, Love, charity, obedience, and true duty!
Experience is by industry achieved, And perfected by the swift course of time.
So wise so young, they say, do never live long.
Verily, I swear, it is better to be lowly born, and range with humble livers in content, than to be perked up in a glistering grief, and wear a golden sorrow.
I am never merry when I hear sweet music.