Poetry.
Nobody Really fares. BY MARGARET EVT'XuE. If you’ve anything to grieve you, And fill your heart with fears, If Poverty bides near you, And your days are dimmed with tears, If you find with sou! despairing No answer to your prayers, Don't say a word about it, for Nobody really cares. If health and strength forsake you, And pain and sickness bring A gloom that clouds the sunshine And shadows everything. If you feel that lot so weary But seldom mortal bears, Don’t say a word about it, for Nobody really cares. This world is fond of pleasure, And, take it at its best, ’Tis sadly bursd unless you Meet it with smile and jest; It yawns o’er Want’s complainings, At Sorrow coldly stares, So never tell your troubles, for Nobody really cares. —Harper's Weekly.
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Wairarapa Standard, Volume XVIII, Issue 1699, 26 June 1885, Page 1 (Supplement)
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136Poetry. Wairarapa Standard, Volume XVIII, Issue 1699, 26 June 1885, Page 1 (Supplement)
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