Do you wish the world were better? Let me tell you what to do: Set a watch upon your actions, Keep them always straight and true.

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,And that's the burden of a year.

God made poor woman with no heart, But gave her skill, and tact, and art, And so she lives, and plays her part. We must not blame, but pity her.

Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, your head like the golden rod, and we will go sailing away from here to the beautiful Land Of Nod.

It has ever been since time began, and ever will be, till time lose breath, that love is a mood - no more - to man, and love to a woman is life or death.

Our lives are songs; God write the words And we set them to music at pleasure; And the song grows glad, or sweet or sad, As we choose to fashion the measure.

Whatever is a cruel wrong, Whatever is unjust, The honest years that speed along Will trample in the dust.