SMILES AND TEARS
O thatthese precious smiles we smile to-dayWere always smiles,—could last for aye and aye;But ah! too soon the golden bowl will break,And erst glad hearts shall then with sorrow quake.Alas! that such dark clouds hide ’neath the sunT’obscure him e’en before his race is done;But ’tis most true,—a truth too sad to say,—That we who smile, shall never smile alway.
O thatthese precious smiles we smile to-dayWere always smiles,—could last for aye and aye;But ah! too soon the golden bowl will break,And erst glad hearts shall then with sorrow quake.Alas! that such dark clouds hide ’neath the sunT’obscure him e’en before his race is done;But ’tis most true,—a truth too sad to say,—That we who smile, shall never smile alway.
O thatthese precious smiles we smile to-dayWere always smiles,—could last for aye and aye;But ah! too soon the golden bowl will break,And erst glad hearts shall then with sorrow quake.
O thatthese precious smiles we smile to-day
Were always smiles,—could last for aye and aye;
But ah! too soon the golden bowl will break,
And erst glad hearts shall then with sorrow quake.
Alas! that such dark clouds hide ’neath the sunT’obscure him e’en before his race is done;But ’tis most true,—a truth too sad to say,—That we who smile, shall never smile alway.
Alas! that such dark clouds hide ’neath the sun
T’obscure him e’en before his race is done;
But ’tis most true,—a truth too sad to say,—
That we who smile, shall never smile alway.