Fixed to no spot is Happiness sincere:
'Tis nowhere to be found, or ev'ry where;
'Tis never to be bought, but always free.
_Essay on Man, Epistle IV_. A. POPE.
We're charmed with distant views of happiness,
But near approaches make the prospect less.
_Against Enjoyment_. T. YALDEN.
For it stirs the blood in an old man's heart:
And makes his pulses fly,
To catch the thrill of a happy voice,
And the light of a pleasant eye.
_Saturday Afternoon_. N.P. WILLIS.
True happiness ne'er entered at an eye;
True happiness resides in things unseen.
_Night Thoughts, Night VIII_. DR. E. YOUNG.
Some place the bliss in action, some in ease,
Those call it pleasure, and contentment these.
_Essay on Man, Epistle IV_. A. POPE.
The spider's most attenuated thread
Is cord, is cable, to man's tender tie
On earthly bliss; it breaks at every breeze.
_Night Thoughts, Night I_. DR. E. YOUNG.
The way to bliss lies not on beds of down,
And he that had no cross deserves no crown.
_Esther_. F. QUARLES.