SEED OF CONTENTMENT. FROM THE GERMAN.
Reading edition
Since Fate in her simple wisdom Has passed me unfavored by, I let the blind wheel of Fortune Roll on without a sigh. Still blest with humble fruition, Disdained I the proffered store; Nor to the current of youthful days Did memory wander more. Free from corrosive repining, From discontentedness free, I knew that to-day's enjoyment A source of to-morrow's would be.
W. F. P.