Tuesday, December 22, 2009
A Life So Great
How do we marry into a life so great?
You master the people so much
That you are told of your genius;
The life we manage is so golden with wit.
Gold I see, gold and silver shook
When I awoke and beheld the room.
Sleeping here was pleasurable,
Pleasant sleep is the best helper.
The marriage of this kind
Survived without a divorce,
Too splendid is the hair on your head.