SONGS OF SOLACE.
When the dreary road and the weary road makes life seem all awry, -and there isn’t one little speck of blue in ail the leaden sky;, when the wind blows cold and the heart seems old, and effort not worth while, it 'drives you wild to be told like a child, "Buck up, my dear, and smile!” Yet the longer we : jive, the nipre we’d give, to take that old advice! For a cheerful heart is still the key that opens Paradise! If, ’mid the strife, we can smile at life, the clouds go sailing past. . . And the harder the fight, more rare and bright is the peace we win at last!
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Putaruru Press, Volume V, Issue 177, 24 March 1927, Page 5
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115SONGS OF SOLACE. Putaruru Press, Volume V, Issue 177, 24 March 1927, Page 5
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