Classic Poem

Fair Pleasure I sought, as a heartfelt relief,
And flew to each object to soften my grief;
I tried it — but found, when I came to depart,
That something was heavy, and prey'd on my heart.

I flew to my Reason, and begg'd for her aid,
Who paus'd on my case, and each circumstance weigh'd!
Then gravely replied, in return to my pray'r,
This world was a place of affliction and care.
Not hopeless I'm yet of relief to my pain,
To seek for perfection on earth it were vain;
But a sweet little maiden to sooth us was sent,
And I'll seek in the shades for the Damsel Content .