O Blessed Retirement

O blessed retirement, friend to life’s decline,

Retreats from care, that never must be mine,

How happy he who crowns in shades like these

A youth of labor with an age of ease;

Who quits a world where strong temptations try,

And, since ‘tis hard to combat, learns to fly!

– Oliver Goldsmith, from The Deserted Village

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