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A scowling sky, a gloomy day,
A day quite like a sullen boy But tell the rest: My sun is bright, my hours are gay: My sun is cheerfulness; and joy Is in my breast. Monotony and sameness brood ; There's naught to prompt a laugh or smile; But none the less, A something stirs my happy mood, And keeps me smiling all the while; 'Tis cheerfulness. Today unpleasant things I find, Unpleasant duties and evente; Yet 'tis a day Made pleasant by a cheerful mind, And work is play. In cheerfulness lie magic powers That mix sweet pleasures with our pain, And smiles with tears; That brighten up our darkest hours And mingle sunshine with the rain, And hopes with fears. __John Edward Everett. |
Quillings in Verse
John Edward Everett
(Smith Center, Kansas: ___. 1912)
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