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Show I PASSING 7 STRANGE By DOUGLAS MALLOCH 1 I MMS life Is something passing strange, And full of change, yet passing change, The minutes pass, the days, the years, Joys pass, and yet so do our tears. Yes. passing strange this life of ours. Hut winters pass as well as tlowers. We pass through palu, we pass through strife. Pass through It ul!, and pass through life. Vet, passing by, we much can do To pass the worst. In passing through; Consider evil past and gone. Put, knowing kindness, pass It on. Old friendships pass, yet you and I May make new friends of passers-by. When friendship passes, why revile? Still pass the old friends with a smile. Th!s life Is passing strange, we say; Some even claim we pass away; And yet the sun that passes west Tomorrow passes yonder crest. Some pass through life and think, n doubt, Man passes through and passes out; Yet life is but a passing phase. And we pass on to brighter days. . 1913. 1uk:k Wolloch V. NU Senrlc. |