To Simplicty [from Sonnets Attempted tn the Manner of Contemporary Writers]

1. 1O! I do love thee, meek Simplicity!
2. 2For of thy lays the lulling simpleness
3. 3Goes to my heart and soothes each small distress,
4. 4Distress though small, yet haply great to me!
5. 5'Tis true on Lady Fortune's gentlest pad
6. 6I amble on; yet, though I know not why,
7. 7So sad I am!--but should a friend and I
8. 8Grow cool and miff, O! I am very sad!
9. 9And then with sonnets and with sympathy
10. 10My dreamy bosom's mystic woes I pall;
11. 11Now of my false friend plaining plaintively,
12. 12Now raving at mankind in general;
13. 13But, whether sad or fierce, 'tis simple all,
14. 14All very simple, meek Simplicity!