Smiles.
Weepnot at what the world can do,Nor sorrow for its wrong,But wear a smile upon thy brow—It cannot harm us long;The cold contempt, the bitter scorn,The hatred and the guile,Will not feel lighter if we mourn;—Oh! then ’tis well to smile.Then smile at human vanity,And smile at human pride,And smile when men do flatter thee,And smile when they deride.When some would do thee wrong, then smile,And care not to condemn;When some with fairer looks beguile—Why, have a smile for them.Smile with the sunshine in his light,Smile with the gem and flower;With all that’s fair, and pure, and bright,Throughout life’s fitful hour;And lift, in praise, thy smiling eyes,And, smiling, breathe a prayerToHimwho lives beyond the skies,Andsmiles forever there.
Weepnot at what the world can do,Nor sorrow for its wrong,But wear a smile upon thy brow—It cannot harm us long;The cold contempt, the bitter scorn,The hatred and the guile,Will not feel lighter if we mourn;—Oh! then ’tis well to smile.Then smile at human vanity,And smile at human pride,And smile when men do flatter thee,And smile when they deride.When some would do thee wrong, then smile,And care not to condemn;When some with fairer looks beguile—Why, have a smile for them.Smile with the sunshine in his light,Smile with the gem and flower;With all that’s fair, and pure, and bright,Throughout life’s fitful hour;And lift, in praise, thy smiling eyes,And, smiling, breathe a prayerToHimwho lives beyond the skies,Andsmiles forever there.
Weepnot at what the world can do,
Nor sorrow for its wrong,
But wear a smile upon thy brow—
It cannot harm us long;
The cold contempt, the bitter scorn,
The hatred and the guile,
Will not feel lighter if we mourn;—
Oh! then ’tis well to smile.
Then smile at human vanity,And smile at human pride,And smile when men do flatter thee,And smile when they deride.When some would do thee wrong, then smile,And care not to condemn;When some with fairer looks beguile—Why, have a smile for them.
Then smile at human vanity,
And smile at human pride,
And smile when men do flatter thee,
And smile when they deride.
When some would do thee wrong, then smile,
And care not to condemn;
When some with fairer looks beguile—
Why, have a smile for them.
Smile with the sunshine in his light,Smile with the gem and flower;With all that’s fair, and pure, and bright,Throughout life’s fitful hour;And lift, in praise, thy smiling eyes,And, smiling, breathe a prayerToHimwho lives beyond the skies,Andsmiles forever there.
Smile with the sunshine in his light,
Smile with the gem and flower;
With all that’s fair, and pure, and bright,
Throughout life’s fitful hour;
And lift, in praise, thy smiling eyes,
And, smiling, breathe a prayer
ToHimwho lives beyond the skies,
Andsmiles forever there.