Good Enough
Good enough that I have such
To feel blessed ever so much
I know greater providence for prodigy
Than I could in this life to touch
This library consists not of all that is precious
But already makes me despair at the treasures
If the worldly life’d go as I wished
And all I wanted I ravished with joy
Wouldn’t I get lavished and cloy
As Tutalus of the Immortality
For him, there was still one thing amiss
That is, infinity without Youth and Beauty
And the only thing he desperately wished
If Youth retains not, better in age perished