.Cheer Up! and Keep on Never Minding.
Let sages rave, with visage grave,
To prove this world's beyond all bearing,
But ne'er forget, some warm hearts yet
Are left, which make it worth the wearing.
If clouds should lour, and friends look sour,
'Tis only neighbour's fare your finding;
One maxim still cures every ill,
Cheer up! and keep on never minding!
One thing's quite clear, no mortal here,
Hath happiness without some sorrow;
And tho' to-day joy flies away,
It may come back again to-morrow.
No hour so drear, but in its rear,
Some warmer, brighter tint is winding;
Then come what may, play out the play—
Cheer up! and keep on never minding!
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