01c. 1747 ADIf solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home.Nathaniel Cotton / quote ↗
02c. 1747 ADTo be resign'd when ills betide, Patient when favours are deni'd, And pleas'd with favours given,— Dear Chloe, this is wisdom's part; This is that incense of the heart Whose fragrance smells to heaven.Nathaniel Cotton / quote ↗
03c. 1747 ADThus hand in hand through life we 'll go; Its checker'd paths of joy and woe With cautious steps we 'll tread.Nathaniel Cotton / quote ↗
06UndatedOn God for all events depend You cannot want when God's your friend. Weigh well your part and do your best Leave to your Maker all the rest.Nathaniel Cotton / quote ↗
07UndatedIf solid happiness we prize within our breast this jewel lies And they are fools who roam the world has nothing to bestow From our own selves our bliss must flow And that dear hut-our home.Nathaniel Cotton / quote ↗