Happiness--How Found?

ALL aim at being happy;

This cannot be denied; 

But this your only object,

You'll ne'er be satisfied. 

You chase the phantom, pleasure,

You fail to gain the bliss, 

You never will o'ertake her,

Because you strive amiss.

Cease, cease these vain endeavors;

For others go to work, 

Forgetting self-enjoyment,

Nor tiresome labor shirk; 

Your feelings all enlisted

Your fellow-men to bless  

Anon, without the seeking,

You have true happiness.