Song on Peace

by William Cowper

No longer I follow a sound;
    No longer a dream I pursue;
O happiness! not to be found,
    Unattainable treasure, adieu!

I have sought thee in splendour and dress,
    In the regions of pleasure and taste;
I have sought thee, and seem'd to possess,
    But have proved thee a vision at last.

An humble ambition and hope
    The voice of true wisdom inspires;
'Tis sufficient, if peace be the scope,
    And the summit of all our desires.

Peace may be the lot of the mind
    That seeks it in meekness and love;
But rapture and bliss are confined
    To the glorified spirits above.

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