Salt Lake Telegram | 1926-07-29 | Page 8 | Just Folks

I AT THE END OF THE WORLD When Then this old world shall reach the end What there will wilP be be What dire as angry fire ire Consumes th the land and sea J r fancy I can hear them cry i Above Alove the crash of doom j- j Shall never more more the skylark soar i Or roses loses come to bloom 1 4 I Is life liCe on earth earth earth- forever done forever done Must all that's lovely fade Must lust birds and bees and whispering trees Now In the dust dut b bo be laid Must stars and ald moon an and lovely June Forever pass aw awa away aj Must darkness fall and children small No longer romp In play Shall no one see the rising sun Or tread the lanes weve we've trod Shall ShaIl never more men journey o per oer er erThe The paths which we have trod Is all weve we've done dene and new new- begun Sq So senseless and in vain That now you haste baste to lay it waste No more to rise again And then T r fancy I can hear Above bove the tumult strong trong A Voice declare What Would yo you yot spare A world where all Is wrong Ive I've heard you grumble and complain Ive I've heard you curse yo your r birth Yet at the bring of doom you think It such a lovely eart earth I And would YOU ou brave It Its pain once Imore more To hear the skylark k sing And would you ou weep that you OU keep The roses blossoming H How w could I know you ou loved It eo so I ISo So often you ou complained Or dream joud you'd brave its care to save sae saveA saveA I A world which you'd disdained Copyright 1926 Edgar A. A Guest ri P