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Show n Life's- Rough Way l.uo is Bimply what we make it as we hasten heeiliosg on To the future that awaits ns Just beyond the K.lded dawn: Wo enn plant our path with rosea, ayo, or water It wiih tear. Wo can shadow li win, sorrow that will stay throURhout (ho years; We "?nin?iV8 our,n,e'Rhbors happy with n. laugh or with a gone. W thin,. WiV"" """'line nlwnys na t if ir2ii llfe ,we PaBS n'pns; Llt0 mELmi?1E "t1?1 we make ft; let us make It bright and env For Mn V&1 ,hnt caroh wetly gladdens all tho summer day. Aa aK1rltn.0.Sinl110 costs nothlne, with your smiles be ever free Th Hnaow fldM. t0 3Slr will nvcr Fr soNv SVRta b'food.ng o'er a lJ lWtZTtaC0 wlnBS ThCnp,ee,!olns a-te"0 8a"8 "nd KJ3cjJmwith dollght. Wny liv. mm iniiik the buny world li cold ana hard to ploase, And drain the Mntago of unrest down to the lllthv U'os? Tho smiles of childhood hnunt ua na tho years go drifting by, A baby's luutjh will often clear a storm-enshrouded storm-enshrouded iky; Thon laiifjh till thoco around you catch tho merriment you own, And you havo firmly seated Queen En- Joymont on her throno; For tho world Is not for sorrow, or tho skies would not bo blue. And you can rIvo to life's landscnpo tho colors tlmt nro truo. Aye, llfo Is what wo mako It, bright or clouded o'or with woe. As fato doth sweep tho pendulum unceas- Iiib to nnd fro: Plant roses In your pathway, weed tho thlstlo from your door, Ho In whoso henit a laugh Is born cannot can-not bo counted poor; So mako llfo bright and merry, sunshlno nover killed n (lower. And nover camo a smllo amlsa unto weary hour; Tho birds doth fill with happiness tho mendows whero they throng. And wo enn set tho world nt'leo with launhter nnd with song b " I.lvernnol (Kntr ) Moroury |