’Tis said that Xerxes offered a reward
To those who could invent him a new pleasure:
Methinks the requisition’s rather hard,
And must have cost his Majesty a treasure:
For my part, I’m a moderate-minded bard,
Fond of a little love (which I call leisure);
I care not for new pleasures, as the old
Are quite enough for me, so they but hold.