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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472403" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Contentment</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">&quot;Man wants but little here below.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0"></div><div style="margin:10px 0"> LITTLE I ask; my wants are few;<br> I only wish a hut of stone,<br> (A very plain brown stone will do,)<br> That I may call my own;<br> And close at hand is such a one,<br> In yonder street that fronts the sun.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Plain food is quite enough for me;<br> Three courses are as good as ten;--<br> If Nature can subsist on three,<br> Thank Heaven for three. Amen!<br> I always thought cold victual nice;--<br> My choice would be vanilla-ice.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I care not much for gold or land;--<br> Give me a mortgage here and there,--<br> Some good bank-stock, some note of hand, <br> Or trifling railroad share,--<br> I only ask that Fortune send<br> A little more than I shall spend.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Honors are silly toys, I know,<br> And titles are but empty names;<br> I would, perhaps, be Plenipo,--<br> But only near St. James;<br> I'm very sure I should not care<br> To fill our Gubernator's chair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Jewels are baubles; 't is a sin<br> To care for such unfruitful things;--<br> One good-sized diamond in a pin,--<br> Some, not so large, in rings,--<br> A ruby, and a pearl, or so,<br> Will do for me;--I laugh at show.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> My dame should dress in cheap attire;<br> (Good, heavy silks are never dear;) -<br> I own perhaps I might desire<br> Some shawls of true Cashmere,--<br> Some marrowy crapes of China silk,<br> Like wrinkled skins on scalded milk.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I would not have the horse I drive<br> So fast that folks must stop and stare;<br> An easy gait--two forty-five--<br> Suits me; I do not care;--<br> Perhaps, for just a single spurt,<br> Some seconds less would do no hurt.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Of pictures, I should like to own<br> Titians aud Raphaels three or four,--<br> I love so much their style and tone,<br> One Turner, and no more,<br> (A landscape,--foreground golden dirt,--<br> The sunshine painted with a squirt.)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Of books but few,--some fifty score<br> For daily use, and bound for wear;<br> The rest upon an upper floor;--<br> Some little luxury there<br> Of red morocco's gilded gleam<br> And vellum rich as country cream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Busts, cameos, gems,--such things as these,<br> Which others often show for pride,<br> I value for their power to please,<br> And selfish churls deride;--<br> One Stradivarius, I confess,<br> Two Meerschaums, I would fain possess.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Wealth's wasteful tricks I will not learn,<br> Nor ape the glittering upstart fool;--<br> Shall not carved tables serve my turn,<br> But all must be of buhl?<br> Give grasping pomp its double share,--<br> I ask but one recumbent chair.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Thus humble let me live and die,<br> Nor long for Midas' golden touch;<br> If Heaven more generous gifts deny,<br> I shall not miss them much,--<br> Too grateful for the blessing lent<br> Of simple tastes and mind content!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</a><div class=q>
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 LITTLE 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.

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