"CRITIC'S" "CREED.

NZ Truth, Issue 582, 12 August 1916, Page 1

"CRITIC'S" "CREED.

' Live and Laugh. Some rhymes are as sad as an epitaph. But give me the songs that make men laugh; Let who may sigh o'er the sad, sweet strain, Tho wise man laughs — Ull he laughs again! I have been Bast and I have been West, And uyo I'vo found that to laugh Is best; I've Journeyed South and I've Journeyed North. And a laugh aye provod the best of worth! Ob, 'tis he who laughs finds faithful friends. Whllo Sir Simon Sour with his frown x offends; If heavy one's burthen along life's road, There's little like a laugh to lighten the load. Tho heart thafa heavy will tire at • mile, The light heart trudges his ten with & smile; ' Me will heexe bis pack If his book bo sore, And laugh as ho takes the road one* more. Oh. Laughter and Love are good far man, They've cheered him oft since the world began; If Lovo should fly when our youth if Kon<r— A flg for Plate— lf we still laogh oni " At last when laid m a grave I be, E*on then, there's none Ml see the "grave" IN me! , For above my coflln you'll hear m#n laugh. As they stop to read my epitaph: Epitaph, The bones that rot beneath this cairn. Once more the flesh of a blythosoms balm; He showed the world how the Wisdom of Fools Can temper the Folly of tho Schools. Be it weal* be it woo the good Gods friw, He taught that this life is ours to live; That An honest laugh i« the best of cheer, From the lullaby to the lulla-blw. When told he was dying. "Oh, Death!" cried be, "Was there ever a humorist such as lh«e? You tickle one so on his dying day, That you UUce a man's very breath owayl" "I've done In my dough," ho said, with a frrtn, •Tbo 'Silver Cord' loosens, »o tie up my chin!" Ho cracked his Joke and ho jrfeldod bis »ou), _ „ And thus was broken to* "OeMm Bcwll- '