Here you will find the Poem By A Person Of Quality. of poet Mary Barber
Remote from Strife, from urban Throngs, and Noise. Here dwells my Soul amidst domestic Joys: No ratling Coaches serious Thoughts annoy; Nor busy prating Fools my Peace destroy: Wrapt up in all the Sweets of rural Ease, My great Creator's Works my Senses please. The Mind, in peaceful Solitude, has Room To range in Thought, and ramble far from home, Others may court the Joys which Princes give, Whilst I, in sacred Silence, truly live.
