Vain, very vain my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the mind Why have I strayed from pleasure and repose To seek a good each government bestows In every government though errors reign Though tyrant kings or tyrant laws refrain How small of all that human heart endure That part which laws or kings can cause or cure

Full Text
Vain, very vain my weary search to find That bliss which only centres in the mind Why have I strayed from pleasure and repose To seek a good each government bestows In every government though errors reign Though tyrant kings or tyrant laws refrain How small of all that human heart endure That part which laws or kings can cause or cure
Listed on Page Number
268
Sampler Worked By
Mary Brown
Date of Sampler
1799
Place Sampler Made
Newburyport, MA
Sampler Listed on Page
34
Author/Publication/Country/Date
Goldsmith, Oliver.The Traveller. A Poem.London/1764
Notes
Goldsmith was born in Ireland but later moved to London. This poem was written in London. https://quod.lib.umich.edu/cgi/t/text/pageviewer-idx?cc=ecco;c=ecco;idno=004897265.0001.000;node=004897265.0001.000:4;seq=27;page=root;view=text https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Traveller_(poem)