“I like the man who takes the stones Upon his rocky road With smiling lips instead of groans, Whate'er his heavy load Who seizes each as on he goes, And neatly crumbles it, And turns his share of pebbly woes To stores of inner grit.” MenTurnsAttitudeShareHe ManStonesLipsHeavyStoresLoadWoeGritHeavy LoadsRocky Road Book:The Cheery Way: A Bit of Verse for Every Day Source: The Cheery Way: A Bit of Verse for Every Day
“Whatever be the depth of woe Along the path that I must go, I'll sing my song— My song of joy for all the love That's lavished on us from above, And count no loss of treasure-trove When things go wrong. I'll sing the sunlight, and the bright Soft smiling stars that gem the night; For gifts of good That God hath spread along my way, The lilt of birds in tuneful play, The harvests full and flowers gay, The whole day long I'll sing my song Of gratitude!” WayLongPlayWholeJoyNightSongStarsLossPathFlowerGratitudeGayBirdDepthSpreadTreasureMy WaySunlightHarvestWoeGemsWhen Things Go Wrong Author:John Kendrick Bangs
“If I must have an ill, may it be real, That I may meet it eye to eye and fight, And wheresoever it may strength reveal Get after it with all my main and might. The woe that but impends and wears the mind With worry deep and most vexatious care, Is harder fighting than the realler kind, For when you come to strike—it isn't there!” IfsMindKindMayRealMightEyeCareFightingWorryHarderIllStrikesBeing RealWoe Author:John Kendrick Bangs
