IN THE SEARCH OF GOOD HUMOUR. Susanna Blamire Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Blamire, Susanna, 1747-1794. The Poetical Works of Miss Susanna Blamire “The muse of Cumberland.” Now for the first time collected by Henry Lonsdale, M.D. with a preface, memoir, and notes by Patrick Maxwell, ... Edinburgh John Menzies, 61 Princes Street; R. Tyas, London; D. Robertson, Glasgow; and C. Thurnam, Carlisle. MDCCCXLII. 1842 p. 185.

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IN THE SEARCH OF GOOD HUMOUR . IN the search of good humour I've rambl'd all day , And just now honest truth has discover'd her way ; When rubbing his telescope perfectly clear , Call'd out , " I have found her ; " and bade me come here . I'm grown weary of wit , who but dresses for show , And strives still to sparkle as much as your beau ; For , if he can shine , though at dear friends' expense , He will raise contributions on feeling and sense . Then learning is proud , nor can trifle with ease , Though in this little life 'tis oft trifles that please ; Unbending austerity , wrapt up in self , Is so like a miser when hoarding his pelf . Strong reason's a warrior that fights out his way , And seldom has leisure to rest or to play ; Nay , so rough has he grown , unless great things are done , He thinks that all useless went down the bright sun . O ! 'tis gentle good humour that makes life so sweet , And picks up the flowerets that garnish our feet ; Then , from them extracting the balsam of health , Turns the blossoms of nature to true sterling wealth .