Contented whoso ever does feel?
Be it wealth, be it wife,
Appetite, food, or life,
No'ne that seeks, remedial though the pill,
Nor yet thinks discontent is life's ill.
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Words well said | 44.11.14 |
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I would like to translate this poem
A brilliant poem sir carrying knowledge and wisdom! The happiest man is he who feels contented in whatever things that he is bestowed by almighty God!
You are absolutely right dear Dr Swain