Nathaniel Cotton (1707–1788) was an English physician and poet.
Born: 1707
Died: 1788
Categories: English poets, Physicians, 1780s deaths
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If solid happiness we prize, Within our breast this jewel lies, And they are fools who roam. The world has nothing to bestow; From our own selves our joys must flow, And that dear hut, our home.
Hold the fleet angel fast until he bless thee.
Yet still we hug the dear deceit.
Thus hand in hand through life we'll go; Its checker'd paths of joy and woe With cautious steps we'll tread
To be resign'd when ills betide, Patient when favours are deni'd, And pleas'd with favours given,— Dear Chloe, this is wisdom's part; This is that incense of the heart Whose fragrance smells to heaven.