NEW GLAD VOICES
Reading edition
To-day—to-day—the birds again are singing and rejoicing, Nature’s great heart, once more, with pleasure thrills; Mortals—mortals—we to our gladness should be voicing. Not brooding o’er life’s griefs and ills. Has not the world had enough of sorrow? Is not the world yet done with tears? Joy to-day—if thou wouldst joy to-morrow, Away with care—away with frets and fears.