External Pomp, and visible Success,
Sometimes contribute to our Happiness;
But that, which makes it genuine, refin'd,
Is a good Conscience, and a Soul resign'd:
Then, to whatever End Affliction's sent,
To try our Virtues, or for Punishment,
We bear it calmly, tho' a pond'rous Woe,
And still adore the Hand that gives the Blow.
For in Misfortunes this Advantage lies,
They make us humble, and they make us wise.
And he that can acquire such Virtues, gains
An ample Recompence for all his Pains.