How happy is the harden'd heart,
Where interest is the only view!
Can sigh and meet, or smile and part,
Nor pleas'd, nor griev'd, nor false, nor true --
Yet, have they truly peace of mind?
Or do they ever truly know
The bliss sincerer tempers find,
Which truth and virtue can bestow?
More verses by Lady Mary Wortley Montagu
- Epilogue To Mary Queen Of Scots
- An Epistle From Pope To Lord Bolingbroke
- Constantinople
- Written At Lovere, October, 1736
- Tuesday, St. James's Coffee-House