Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.
Songs of JoyWilliam H. Davies (18711940)
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Such as a happy bird will sing
Beneath a Rainbow’s lovely arch
In early spring.
—Why shouldst thou that grim tyrant fear?
And fear him not when thou art old,
And he is near.
Measure themselves by poor men never;
Their standard, still being richer men,
Makes them poor ever.
What matters then how low thy store?
What we enjoy, and not possess,
Makes rich or poor.
Take not my state from others’ eyes;
What ’s in my mind—not on my flesh
Or theirs—I prize.
Such as a Brook sings in the wood,
That all night has been strengthen’d by
Heaven’s purer flood.