Anne Finch, Countess of Winchilsea (Энн Финч, графиня Уинчилси)

Moral Song

Would we attain the happiest State,
   That is design'd us here;
No Joy a Rapture must create,
   No Grief beget Despair.
No Injury fierce Anger raise,
   No Honour tempt to Pride;
No vain Desires of empty Praise
   Must in the Soul abide.
No Charms of Youth, or Beauty move
   The constant, settl'd Breast:
Who leaves a Passage free to Love,
   Shall let in, all the rest.
In such a Heart soft Peace will live,
   Where none of these abound;
The greatest Blessing, Heav'n do's give,
   Or can on Earth be found.

1. Reformation
2. Friendship between Ephelia and Ardelia
3. Cupid and Folly
4. The Unequal Fetters
5. The Petition for an Absolute Retreat

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