„Yes, in the poor man's garden grow
Far more than herbs and flowers—
Kind thoughts, contentment, peace of mind,
And joy for weary hours.“

—  Mary Howitt, The poor Man's , reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
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