It can be done · Chapter 228A Hymn to Happiness
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A man who owed Artemus Ward two hundred dollars fell into such hard circumstances that Artemus offered to knock off half the debt. "I won't let you outdo me in generosity," said the man; "I'll knock off the other half." Similarly, when we resolve to live down our causes of gloom, fate comes to our aid and removes most of them altogether.
Let us smile along together, Be the weather What it may. Through the waste and wealth of hours, Plucking flowers By the way. Fragrance from the meadows blowing, Naught of heat or hatred knowing, Kindness seeking, kindness sowing, Not to-morrow, but to-day.
Let us sing along, beguiling Grief to smiling In the song. With the promises of heaven Let us leaven The day long, Gilding all the duller seemings With the roselight of our dreamings, Splashing clouds with sunlight's gleamings, Here and there and all along.
Let us live along, the sorrow Of to-morrow Never heed. In the pages of the present What is pleasant Only read. Bells but pealing, never knelling, Hearts with gladness ever swelling. Tides of charity up welling In our every dream and deed.
Let us hope along together, Be the weather What it may, Where the sunlight glad is shining, Not repining By the way. Seek to add our meed and measure To the old Earth's joy and treasure, Quaff the crystal cup of pleasure, Not to-morrow, but to-day.
James W. Foley.
From "The Voices of Song."