When you have sailed the seven seas br And looped the ends of earth, br You'll long at last for slippered ease br Beside a bonny hearth; br A cosy cottage in the sun, br A pleasant page to read - br You'll find when all is said and done, br That's nearly all you need. br br You may have pow-wowed with the Great br And played a potent part br In serious affairs of state, br But now with quiet heart br You bide beside a rosy fire br And blether with a friend, br Discovering that you require br So little in the end. br br And all your days of fevered flight br For glory, gold or gear br Will seem so futile when the Night br Draws dolorously near; br And you will only ask to be br With modest comfort blest, br With sweetness of simplicity, br With rich reward of rest.