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Show THE GOOD OF LAUGHTER, Oh! who can estimate the worth Of sunny-eyed and impled mirth? How desolate would be the earth If It were not for laughter! j Of all the cures by man Dossessed, To cheer the heart by grief oppressed. There's none hath power. It is confessed, That can compare to laughter. So,, for each sorrow ye endure. Unless ye nourish it be sure Ye have at hand an easy cure; That can compare to laughter. Tis good for young, 'tis good for old; It is more precious far than gold; Then laugh as lonjr as you can hold; Hurrah for jolly laughter! |