SOME HOW OR OTHER.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume II, Issue 107, 15 May 1875, Page 6

SOME HOW OR OTHER.

Life has a "burden for everyone's shoulder, None may escape from ita troubles and care j Miss it in youth and twill come when we're older, And fit us as close as the garment we wear. Sorrow comes into our homes uninvited, Bobbing the heart of its treasure of song; Lovers grow cold, and our friendships are slighted, Yet somehow or other we hasten along. 'Mid the sweet blossoms that smile in our faces Grow the dank weeds that would poison and blight j And c'en in the midst of earth's beautiful places There's always a something that isn't just right Yet oft from a rock we ma-y pluck'a gay flower, And drink from a spring in a desolate waste j They come to the heart like heavenly dower, And naught is so.sweet to the eye or the taste. Every-day toil is an every-day blessing, Though poverty's cottage and crust we may share ; Weak is the back on which burdens are pressing But stout is the heart that is strengthened by prayer. Somehow or other the pathways grow "brighter, Just when we mourned there was none to befriend: Hope in the heart makes the burden seem lighter, And somehow or other we get to the end.