Good Enough

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