Of toil you say a moderate share br In each pursuit should rise, br Too much may make our hearts despair, br Too little we despise: br In every common case I own br The justness of the thought, br A fly may be too quickly won, br The world too dearly bought. br Not so in Love; his charms depend br Upon himself alone, br No foreign circumstance can lend br A lustre to his throne: br Though gain'd without one care, his joys br High-valued must remain, br Are cheaply purchas'd when the prize br Of Industry and care.