THE WORD MISSPELLED
Whene’eryou missA field of bliss,It is not half so badAs to presumeYour words are known,When you but thought you had.When you’ve planned upA good stand up,And fall to the other end,It brings aroun’A funny frownWhich judgment cannot mend.Your playmates’ laughIs only halfThe ugliness you feel;You’d kick yourselfLike the Ghib the GuelfIf that the pang would heal.So boys, I say,Study awayAnd ever strive your best,So you’ll be gladInstead of sad,And keep your level with the rest.
Whene’eryou missA field of bliss,It is not half so badAs to presumeYour words are known,When you but thought you had.When you’ve planned upA good stand up,And fall to the other end,It brings aroun’A funny frownWhich judgment cannot mend.Your playmates’ laughIs only halfThe ugliness you feel;You’d kick yourselfLike the Ghib the GuelfIf that the pang would heal.So boys, I say,Study awayAnd ever strive your best,So you’ll be gladInstead of sad,And keep your level with the rest.
Whene’eryou missA field of bliss,It is not half so badAs to presumeYour words are known,When you but thought you had.
Whene’eryou miss
A field of bliss,
It is not half so bad
As to presume
Your words are known,
When you but thought you had.
When you’ve planned upA good stand up,And fall to the other end,It brings aroun’A funny frownWhich judgment cannot mend.
When you’ve planned up
A good stand up,
And fall to the other end,
It brings aroun’
A funny frown
Which judgment cannot mend.
Your playmates’ laughIs only halfThe ugliness you feel;You’d kick yourselfLike the Ghib the GuelfIf that the pang would heal.
Your playmates’ laugh
Is only half
The ugliness you feel;
You’d kick yourself
Like the Ghib the Guelf
If that the pang would heal.
So boys, I say,Study awayAnd ever strive your best,So you’ll be gladInstead of sad,And keep your level with the rest.
So boys, I say,
Study away
And ever strive your best,
So you’ll be glad
Instead of sad,
And keep your level with the rest.