Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife,/ Their sober wishes never learned to stray:
They found solace in quiet and simple lives,
Content with what they had, without worldly desires.
Away from the chaos and frenzy of the city,
Their dreams and aspirations never went astray.
With humble hearts, they cherished nature's bounty,
And sought joy in the beauty of each passing day.
Their wishes, grounded in serenity and peace,
Found fulfillment in the tranquility they had found.
No need for grandeur or fame to bring them joy,
For their souls were nourished by nature's embrace.
Far from the maddening crowd's ignoble strife,
Their hearts remained steadfast to a more humble life.
In fields and meadows, they found their true wealth,
In the whispers of a gentle breeze, their serenade.
Their sober wishes, far from the chaos of the world,
Ignited a flame of contentment, never to be swayed.