And he who gives a child a treat Makes joy-bells ring in Heaven's street, And he who gives a child a home Builds palaces in Kingdom come, And she who gives a baby birth Brings Saviour Christ again to Earth.

God warms his hands at man's heart when he prays.

The luck will alter and the star will rise.

And may we find when ended is the page, Death but a tavern on our pilgrimage.

My road leads me seawards To the white dipping sails.

Oh some are fond of Spanish wine, and some are fond of French.

Only the road and the dawn, the sun, the wind, and the rain, And the watch fire under stars, and sleep, and the road again.