| Show WHY IS IT SO SOMo no find work tork somo find rest end so the tho weary world goes gocs on I sometimes yonder wonder what is in best The llie answer comes when life is gone lome Jome eyes sleep when somo some eyes wako And so the dreary night night hours go Some hearth bent beat whore boro some hearts break I often wonder why so Somo omo wills faint where some wills fight fight fight- lore o the tent and tent and some somo the field I often orten wonder who are right right right- Tho ones who t. or those who yield or feet halt bolt some feet treat tread l lu In tireless ma march h a. a ci thorny wa way Some me struggle on where some have fled Soma Somo seek while others shun the fray froy Some swords rust where others clash Eone ono fall back while some move on rope nags flogs furl where others flash Until the battle has been won Som sleep steep on while others keep The vigils of the true and brave bravo They will ill not rest sest till roses creep re p their name above a grave Father Ryan |
