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" Man wants but little here below.”


ITTLE I ask; my wants are few;

I only wish a hut of stone,
(A very plain brown stone will do,)

That I may call my own;
And close at hand is such a one,
In yonder street that fronts the sun.

Plain food is quite enough for me ;

Three courses are as good as ten;-
If Nature can subsist on three,

Thank Heaven for three. Amen!
I always thought cold victual nice;
My choice would be vanilla-ice.

I care not much for gold or land ;

Give me a mortgage here and there,
Some good bank-stock, some note of hand,

Or trifling railroad share, -
I only ask that Fortune send
A little more than I shall spend.

Honors are silly toys, I know,

And titles are but empty names ;

I would, perhaps, be Plenipo, —

But only near St. James ; I'm very sure I should not care To fill our Gubernator's chair.

Jewels are bawbles ; 't is a sin

To care for such unfruitful things ;
One good-sized diamond in a pin, —

Some, not so large, in rings, -
A ruby, and a pearl, or so,
Will do for me ;

I laugh at show.

My dames should dress in cheap attire ;

(Good, heavy silks are never dear ;) I own perhaps I might desire

Some shawls of true Cashmere, Some marrowy crapes of China silk, Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk.

I would not have the horse I drive

So fast that folks must stop and stare; An easy gait — two, forty-five –

Suits me; I do not care; Perhaps, for just a single spurt, Some seconds less would do no hurt.

Of pictures, I should like to own

Titians and Raphaels three or four, — I love so much their style and tone,

One Turner, and no more, (A landscape, - foreground golden dirt, The sunshine painted with a squirt.)

Of books but few, some fifty score

For daily use, and bound for wear ;

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