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Show ViIBURDNE5BlT I.nugh, llttlo fellow, laugh nnd sing And Jiwt tic Kind for everything! lie gld for morning nnil for night, For Bun mid stars thnt liuiKh with light, For trees thut chuckle In the breesstf, For singing birds and humming broceo Hi ono with thorn, nnd laugh nlong And weave their gladness In your song. Lot nothing but tho twlnklo-tenrs Como to your eyes theso happy ycar When you lire free of timk nnd toll And nil tho frets thnt como to Hpoll Tho bourn of folk whoso feot have paced Tho roud nlong which nil must hnste Lntigh, llttlo fellow, for it drives Tho shndow out of other lives. Go romping enro-frco nn you will Across tho inendow, up tho hill, And shout your incRsngo fur away For nil tho world to Join your play. This Is tho time for laughter: now When Tlnw hits not sot on your brow Tho llnger-prlnts that como with care And Icuvo abiding wrinkles there. Lntigh, llttlo fellow; laugh nnd sing And conx tho Joy from everything: Tnko gladness at Its fullest worth And mnko ench hour an hour of mirth, So thnt when on tho downward slope Of life, tho radiant sky of hope Will bend, nbovo you nil tho way And mnko you happy, no today. |