Show r r B S THYSELF j I BY GASKEIX I Look well around thee man and say I Wilt thou throw thy hour away While there is EO much to do Fighting sin and sorrow too 1n search pleasure reaping woe The rightful truit of seed we sow For wherever sun is found Tear and pain and woe abound Iu rosy morn of life so gay Like bright and peaceful summer day IbQ moments glide in happy dream O DJ like gently flowing stream No thought then in the youthful heart Of sin or sorrow pain or smart We sow to reap in future field The sorrow that our folly yields In happy ignorance i the play Of fancys bright poetic way Gilds all of life in magic glow pleasures soft and gentle flow But then there comes the waking hour When no lunger fait tha nower Of youthful vgor and decay Sweeps all our idle dreams away Prepare ye then in morn of life To battle with unholy strife To breast the wild and impious flow or sin and sorrow here below Co aid the weary fainting heart To ever act inselnsh part To aid the weak to brave the strong Combating ever sin and wrorg But in this battle with thyself tfoer yield identity for pelf If but formed for bumble cart To act in life look to thy heart That it be pure nor thou the views Opinions of another choose But be thyself in simple guise Judging mend acts with truthful eyes |