The TRAVELLING CHAPMAN.
COntentment consists not in wealth,
Nor yet in great store of riches,
For although that my winning be very sma',
Yet I have contentment, that’s best of a'.
I travell'd all day, but no money did get,
Not so much as a penny appeared in sight;
You may suppose that my winning was sma',
Yet I have contentment, that’s best of a'.
I travell'd all day with a pack on my back,
I ask'd every person what they did lack,
They pric'd my goods, but bought none at a',
Yet I have contentment, that's best of a',
I went to some Ladies to sell my goods,
Some muslins and fine rambricks, fit for hoods,
They ruffled my goods, but bought none at a',
Yet I have contentment, that's best of a'.
Sometimes my bed-chamber is not very neat,
Being sometimes of barley, often of wheat,
At other times, but the hare barn wa':
Yet I have contentment, that's best of a'.
Other sometimes but the bare barn floor,
Instead of a window, a hole in the door,
Where day-light shines in, though it be sma'.
Yet I have contentment, that's best of a'.