ART thou poor, yet hast thou golden slumbers?             O sweet content! Art thou rich, yet is thy mind perplex'd?             O punishment! Dost thou laugh to see how fools are vex'd To add to golden numbers golden numbers?     O sweet content! O sweet, O sweet content! Work apace, apace, apace, apace; Honest labour bears a lovely face; Then hey nonny nonny—hey nonny nonny!

Canst drink the waters of the crisped spring?             O sweet content! Swim'st thou in wealth, yet sink'st in thine own tears?             O punishment! Then he that patiently want's burden bears, No burden bears, but is a king, a king!     O sweet content! O sweet, O sweet content! Work apace, apace, apace, apace; Honest labour bears a lovely face; Then hey nonny nonny—hey nonny nonny!