A long time ago I read a poem that compares the marriage and happiness of two different women. The first half of the poem talks about the rich woman in a diadem crying because she has to give up the man she loves to marry the one her father chose—while across the field/meadow/something another woman is laundering her clothes, poor and happy because she is preparing to marry the man she loves.
I must have read it when I was 16; it made an impression on me, and I recently made a comment about preferring to marry a stable hand over a king. I realized that definitely was inspired by that poem but can’t find it to show where my thoughts came from.
The point of the poem, as I read it at that age, was that money doesn’t equate happiness and choices do. I have searched for the poem high and low online with no luck. My keywords fail me… so Fluther, can you help?