My Mind to me a Kingdom is (unsourced)

My mind to me a kingdom is;Such perfect joy therein I findThat it excels all other blissThat world affords or grows by kind.Though much I want which most men have,Yet still my mind forbids to crave.

No princely pomp, no wealthy store,No force to win the victory,No wily wit to salve a sore,No shape to feed each gazing eye;To none of these I yield as thrall.For why my mind doth serve for all.

I see how plenty suffers oft,How hasty climbers soon do fall;I see that those that are aloftMishap doth threaten most of all;They get with toil, they keep with fear.Such cares my mind could never bear.

Content I live, this is my stay;I seek no more than may suffice;I press to bear no haughty sway;Look what I lack my mind supplies;Lo, thus I triumph like a king,Content with that my mind doth bring.

I little have, and seek no more.They are but poor, though much they have,And I am rich with little store.They poor, I rich; they beg, I give;They lack, I leave, they pine, I live.

I laugh not at another's loss;I grudge not at another's gain:No worldly waves my mind can toss;My state at one doth still remain.I fear no foe, nor fawning friend;I loathe not life, nor dread my end.

Some weigh their pleasure by their lust,Their wisdom by their rage of will,Their treasure is their only trust;And cloaked craft their store of skill.But all the pleasure that I findIs to maintain a quiet mind.

My wealth is health and perfect ease;My conscience clear my chief defense;I neither seek by bribes to please,Nor by deceit to breed offense.Thus do I live; thus will I die.Would all did so as well as I!