Edgar Albert Guest

Life

Life is a jest;
 Take the delight of it.
Laughter is best;
 Sing through the night of it.
Swiftly the tear
 And the hurt and the ache of it
Find us down here;
 Life must be what we make of it.
 
Life is a song;
 Let us dance to the thrill of it.
Grief’s hours are long,
 And cold is the chill of it.
Joy is man’s need;
 Let us smile for the sake of it.
This be our creed:
 Life must be what we make of it.
 
Life is a soul;
 The virtue and vice of it.
Strife for a goal,
 And man’s strength is the price of it.
Your life and mine,
 The bare bread and the cake of it,
End in this line:
 Life must be what we make of it.
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