NEVER LOOK SAD
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Never look sad, nothing so bad As getting familiar with sorrow; Treat him to-day in a cavalier way, And he’ll seek other quarters to-morrow. Long you’d not weep, could you but peep At the bright side of every trial; Fortune you’ll find, is often most kind, When chilling your hopes with denial. Let the sad day carry away Its own little burden of sorrow, Else you may miss half of the bliss That comes in the lap of to-morrow.
