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INDEX 
 
 Page 
 
 In the Open 7 
 
 A Song of the Wild 8 
 
 Christmas Time 8 
 
 The Hour 9 
 
 Noon-Time 9 
 
 Among the Roses 9 
 
 May-Time 10 
 
 What's the Use 10 
 
 In Blossom Time 10 
 
 The Summer's End 11 
 
 Mother's Voice ^. 11 
 
 The Message of the Daisy 12 
 
 The Star 12 
 
 Sweeter Things 13 
 
 Dreaming Dear 13 
 
 The Brook 14 
 
 Love-Time Prayer 14 
 
 Listen As You Pass By u... 15 
 
 The Day at Morn 15 
 
 Let the Sunlight In 16 
 
 Dreaming 16 
 
 Old-Fashioned 17 
 
 Day Fairies 17 
 
 Joy-Time 18 
 
 A Tear-Drop 18 
 
 With the Roses 18 
 
 Young and Fair 19 
 
 Day Dreams 19 
 
 The Promise 19 
 
 Waiting Promises 20 
 
 The Linnet's Song 20 
 
 Heart Throbs 21 
 
 The Welkin Rings 21 
 
 The Song of the Heart 22 
 
 Springtime Singing 22 
 
 The Song of the Heart 23 
 
INDEX 
 
 Page 
 
 In Memory 24 
 
 Sing True 24 
 
 I Love for That ... ... 24 
 
 A Lament 25 
 
 The Hollyhocks 25 
 
 A Song and a Smile 26 
 
 The Test 26 
 
 A Plea 27 
 
 Singing 27 
 
 Home 27 
 
 Sweetheart's Smiles 28 
 
 The Magic Is Waiting 29 
 
 Why? 29 
 
 Blue Eyes 30 
 
 Sundav Bells 30 
 
 A Child's Night 31 
 
 The Cottage 31 
 
 A Good Turn 32 
 
 The Prince of Love 32 
 
 Evening 32 
 
 When May-Time Comes Again 33 
 
 Being Ready 33 
 
 Night's Love Song 34 
 
 Pledge of the Sweets 34 
 
 In the Garden 35 
 
 The Dreams I Dream 35 
 
 Love's Call 36 
 
 Whistling 37 
 
 Autumn Time 37 
 
 The Dreaming Time 38 
 
 The Pleasure 38 
 
 The Recompense 38 
 
 By the River 39 
 
 Love-Time 39 
 
 Grandma 40 
 
 Never, Never 40 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 FOREWORD 
 
 cA gem may be a diamond fine, 
 
 And glitter for your praise; 
 A book may be but words in line, 
 
 Yet deep in what it says. 
 
 My purpose in writing these Songs of Cheer is that I 
 might be relieved of a surplus of the divine afflatus, while, 
 at the same time, adding a little of the sweet to the sordid 
 things that hedge us about. Poetry was the first agency 
 through ivhich humankind expressed the finer emotions of 
 life. In the past, the higher ideals of man were moulded 
 of it. From it sprang the songs of every race, and in 
 every clime it flourished. When attuned in the 
 Spirit of Love, its influence is for a better morality; 
 and when most abundant, hate, selfishness, greed and lust 
 fade into nothing. In every human breast there are poetic 
 thoughts, varying according to the degree of fineness. 
 Many understand and appreciate these thoughts, but the 
 few have the art of putting them into words and lines. 
 Rhythm and meter being the cardinal elements of poetry, 
 I submit these verses for the readers consideration. I 
 ivrote them in my leisure hours, when Mistress Muse was 
 most ardent in her attention; and I hope you will have the 
 same pleasure in reading them that I have had in the 
 writing. 
 
 — Frank S. Farquhar. 
 Livivingston, California, 
 December n, 1920. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 
 
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 In the Open 
 
 There's ever a joy in the song of the birds, 
 There's ever a smile on the ripening grain, 
 
 The wild fragrant flowers bloom deep in the dell, 
 And ever the swallows row a course in the rain. 
 
 The goldenrod nods ever blithesome and gay, 
 The whippoorwill calls in the gloom of the wood, 
 
 There's nothing so fine as the life out of doors, 
 There's nothing so grand nor so rare nor so good. 
 
 give me the fields where the brooks ever croon, 
 And give me the hills where the daisies are fair ; 
 
 There's nothing so pure as grey-tinted skies, 
 
 There's nothing so fresh as the clear, pulsing air. • 
 
 There's ever repose in the purpling dusk, 
 
 When owls hoot alarms from afar in the oaks ; 
 
 There's ever a glint from the stars in the sky 
 
 When frogs in the pond oft regale with their croaks. 
 
 There's ever a song o'er the land far and wide, 
 Where man and his kine and the birds and the bees 
 
 Combine to be friends, with faith and with joy, 
 And selfishness fades like leaves of the trees. 
 
 here I shall dwell in the joy of this life, 
 O here I shall have and to hold and to reap, 
 
 O here I shall wish that my friends and my foes 
 Shall come to my hearth for a tryst to keep. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 A Song- of the Wild 
 
 The roses and daisies and gay daffodils, 
 The sweet trilling bob-white, the wild mountain rills, 
 I love thy rare beauty, thy songs and thy flowers, 
 That come a grand cadence from heaven's fair bowers. 
 
 To sleep in thy presence my bed shall be made, 
 And prayers in thy honor to the shall be said ; 
 My dreams shall be charming, thy will shall be done, 
 Till winter has fallen — you then I shall shun. 
 
 Then cold in the bosom of winter shall hide 
 Thy charms and thy beauty till springtime betide: 
 What mystery, what secret binds up in thy life? 
 I see but thy beauty, thy songs in the strife. 
 
 Christmas Time 
 
 It's sleepy-time and bed-time, 
 And happy hours are here, 
 
 For Christmas in the morning 
 Is coming with its cheer. 
 
 The child looks up to Santa 
 For the candy and the toys, 
 
 But you look to your friendships 
 To help along your joys. 
 
 O Christmas-time and joy-time, 
 How happy when they're here, 
 
 They fill our hearts with gladness, 
 And bring us all good cheer. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 The Hour 
 
 Take up the burden, men of faith, 
 
 And carry while you work ; 
 Come, make a solemn oath this day 
 
 To never duty shirk. 
 
 Against wrongs done in wicked strife 
 Strike while you have the power, 
 
 For comes the time, when days are spent, 
 And you have missed the hour. 
 
 Noon-Time 
 
 How sweet are June-time day dreams, 
 When youth is in its noon ; 
 
 For all the world is singing, 
 And everything's in tune. 
 
 How lovely are the dreamers ! 
 
 How wonderful is Love! 
 For they are made for June-time, 
 
 The same as cooing dove. 
 
 Among the Roses 
 
 There's a cottage in the valley, 
 Where the wild, sweet roses blow, 
 
 Full of mellow, sweet remembrance 
 Of the days that swiftly go. 
 
 Oh, my dearie, I am waiting 
 For the time when you and I 
 
 Will together gather roses 
 
 While the world goes flitting by. 
 
10 SONGSOFCHEER 
 
 May-Time 
 
 There is no time like May-time — 
 Then all the world is fair, 
 The apple trees are blooming, 
 And Love is everywhere. 
 
 Then I shall find my dearie 
 Awaiting there for me: 
 
 What love there is in May-time, 
 The greatest time that be ! 
 
 What's the Use 
 
 What is the use complaining 
 
 Of your ailments and your pains ? 
 
 For they will give you trouble 
 Whether sun shines or it rains. 
 
 There is no use complaining 
 Of the ills that flesh is heir: 
 
 Just fill your soul with sunshine 
 And spread gladness everywhere. 
 
 In Blossom Time 
 
 I am thinking of the footsteps 
 
 Where the blossoms used to fall, 
 And the beauty of my dearie, 
 
 The sweetest girl of all ; 
 There's a song within our hearts yet, 
 
 Same old song we used to sing, 
 When the apples still were blooming 
 
 In that long remembered spring. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 11 
 
 The Summer's End 
 
 The autumn winds are blowing, 
 
 And the transient birds are going 
 With the season to their w T inter southland home ; 
 
 The yellow leaves are falling, 
 
 And the wild geese now are calling 
 To their mates that they are going far to roam. 
 
 The summer's happy ending 
 
 Into fall is gently blending 
 Like a picture that is painted on the wall ; 
 
 The lovers have no hating 
 
 For the winter that is waiting 
 With the indoor warmth and pleasure at its call. 
 
 The tide of time is flowing 
 With the Reaper's silent mowing 
 
 O'er the land where life is bounteous in its yields ; 
 There is for each no sorrow 
 For the things that come tomorrow, 
 
 As the future holds most sacred what it shields. 
 
 Mother's Voice 
 
 There is music, there is magic, 
 In a voice I still may hear; 
 
 It is gone, but still I hear it, 
 For my memory makes it clear. 
 
 Ah, if memory were not with us, 
 Sentiments would be in vain, 
 
 For it is the things of childhood 
 Puts us on a level plain. 
 
12 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 The Message of the Daisy 
 
 Don't you see the daisies growing by the walk — 
 Little Shasta daisies that to you may talk? 
 See them turn their star-face with the going sun, 
 Watch them nod and winking, each and every one ! 
 
 Oh, you Shasta daisy, how I love you so, 
 You seem never weary as through life you go; 
 Won't you tell me, daisy, what your pureness says, 
 "Sure, I will," says daisy, "brighten darksome days." 
 
 The Star 
 
 Lo! in the east a Star was seen, 
 
 And wise men came to view 
 The halo with its mystic sheen, 
 
 For prophets' words came true. 
 
 Throughout the world there was proclaimed 
 
 Good tidings of the hour, 
 And those who looked in awe exclaimed : 
 
 "Behold HIS wondrous power!" 
 
 Adown the years the Star has gleamed 
 
 Without a fading ray: 
 Until the time men are redeemed 
 
 It shall be but The Way. 
 
 O Star of little Bethlehem, 
 
 Thy portent on life limns, 
 Thou art the universal gem 
 
 That clouds nor darkness dims. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 13 
 
 Sweeter Things 
 
 There is a bit of sweetness 
 In every heart that beats, 
 
 From many bits of sadness 
 Come many bits of sweets. 
 
 If you should bind your heart up 
 Against seductive smiles 
 
 You should not know the sweetness 
 In any afterwhiles. 
 
 In many of our heart aches 
 Are many sweeter things 
 
 Than we shall ever know of 
 The while the tempter sings. 
 
 Dreaming, Dear 
 
 Of you I shall be dreaming, dear, 
 When you are far away, 
 
 And you I shall be wishing near 
 Through every living day. 
 
 The roses will be blooming, dear, 
 When you return to me, 
 
 But all the roses of the year 
 Will not be sweet as thee. 
 
 One song we'll sing together, dear, 
 For sweet remembrance sake, 
 
 We shall not shed another tear, 
 And will sweet kisses take. 
 
14 SONGSOFCHEER 
 
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 The Brook 
 
 The little brook is winding across the meadow green 
 
 To reach the mighty ocean where it is never seen : 
 
 It comes from out the woodland, like crystals from the sky, 
 
 It dapples on forever, and ever sings good-bye. 
 
 How sweetly it is going, a symbol of a life, 
 
 That flows along so nobly without one little strife. 
 
 Love-Time Prayer 
 
 Why should one rose be whiter 
 
 Than any other rose, 
 Unless it be far purer 
 
 Than anybody knows? 
 
 Why should the skies be brighter 
 When clouds have passed away, 
 
 Unless the skies are clearer 
 When Love has come to stay? 
 
 There's nothing in one's fanqy 
 Just like clear skies above 
 
 To drive away the shadows 
 That darken ties of love. 
 
 Reveal to me the day-dreams 
 Of youth and maiden fair — 
 
 How mortal and how fleeting — 
 They are the love-time prayer. 
 
 The white rose has its beauty 
 
 For everyone to see; 
 It's blooming in the June-time 
 
 Is for all lovers free. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 15 
 
 Listen As You Pass By 
 
 The humming birds are skimming where the lilacs are in 
 
 bloom, 
 The striped-yellow spider is busy on his loom, 
 The bee delves in the petal of the horn-pipe on the vine, 
 And all the birds are singing songs that are for me and 
 
 mine. 
 
 I listen to the murmur of the little things around — 
 I see the beauty hidden wherein all is secret bound — 
 You wonder what the story is that each one has to tell; 
 Ah, therein lies the mystery, like the echoes of a bell. 
 
 No words by things are spoken like the words of tongue 
 
 and voice, 
 Yet if you listen closely you will hear dumb things rejoice: 
 For each one has a language that will speak to you and I, 
 If only you will listen when you pass the mute things by. 
 
 The Day at Morn 
 
 If you go and watch the sunrise 
 When no cloud is in the sky 
 
 You shall have a day of bounty, 
 And will never have a sigh. 
 
 You will find that dew is clearer, 
 As it falls upon the rose, 
 
 When the sky is lit by starlight, 
 And the world is in repose. 
 
 You may watch and you may wonder 
 At the coming hour of day, 
 
 But shall never solve the mystery 
 Why it goes to never stay. 
 
16 . SONGS OF CHEER 
 
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 Let the Sunlight In 
 
 Little streams of golden sunlight 
 Trickle from the heart of yours 
 If you open up the shutters, 
 
 Fling ajar the locken doors. 
 
 Sunlight drys the springs of mildew 
 Welling from the selfish heart, 
 
 Blows away the dust of anger, 
 Causing sorrow to depart. 
 
 If your heart is heavy laden, 
 
 And you have no friends worth while, 
 Open wide your doors to sunlight, 
 
 And let in a pleasant smile. 
 
 For the smile is what you need most 
 When the world is going wrong, 
 
 It will help you ride down trouble, 
 Help you sing a little song. 
 
 Dreaming 
 
 Fair and lovely is the maiden 
 
 That my heart would now consume, 
 Sitting by the doorstep smiling 
 
 Where the morning glories bloom. 
 Vieing with the fragrant lilies, 
 
 As they blow in early June, 
 Sits she silently and dreaming 
 
 Of young love-time's early boon. 
 In my loving I am happy, 
 
 Like the lark up in the sky, 
 For the world has not a trouble 
 
 In its passing of us by. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 17 
 
 Old-Fashioned 
 
 Behold! wild roses, lilacs blue, 
 The hollyhock, the primrose too, 
 And mignonette and columbine, 
 The smilax and the eglintine — 
 Old fashioned flowers, I love you still 
 As in the day down by the mill, 
 Where youth and maiden, hand in hand, 
 A-journeyed on the golden strand. 
 
 A path of roses laid for me 
 Across the green of meadows free, 
 Unto the land where fairies dwell, 
 With music sweet the echoes swell. 
 Ah, shall we find a love more deep 
 Than that in Love's eternal keep? 
 Unless it be where flowerets blow 
 Old-fashioned as the purest snow. 
 
 Day Fairies 
 
 A dreamer of the day-dreams, 
 Of happy times and good, 
 
 I see the fairies flutter 
 
 O'er meadow and the wood. 
 
 They wake me up at twilight, 
 And dance adown the east, 
 
 They fill our hearts with gladness 
 And tarry while we feast. 
 
 fairies of our day-dreams, 
 Companions of the light, 
 
 1 wonder where you go to 
 When I'm asleep at night. 
 
18 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 Joy-Time 
 
 Christmas-time is joy-time 
 All the world around, 
 
 It's the time for children 
 Wherever they are found. 
 
 Bring them toys and dollies, 
 And the candies sweet, 
 
 It's the time for children, 
 Give them what is meet. 
 
 A Tear-Drop 
 
 A tear is like a dew-drop 
 
 Flooding on the rose, 
 Just why it falls so sadly 
 
 Not a body knows. 
 
 It wells up from the heart-depths, 
 
 Crystals from the soul, 
 It comes, a benediction, 
 
 Burdens to unroll. 
 
 With the Roses 
 
 Love is with the roses 
 Blooming in the dell, 
 
 Waiting for the bridgegroom 
 And the wedding bell. 
 
 Don't they bloom so gaily 
 In their little hour? 
 
 Love is with them waiting 
 In sunshine or shower. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 19 
 
 Young and Fair 
 
 A smile is on her face tonight, 
 
 A rose is in her hair, 
 She holds aloft the golden light 
 
 That's for the young and fair. 
 
 So in the heart of everyone 
 Is found some good worth while 
 
 A gracious act, a good deed done, 
 Will always bring a smile. 
 
 Day Dreams 
 
 O sing to me of poppies 
 That golden all the fields, 
 
 They bring to me the day dreams 
 That all my fancy yields. 
 
 O little yellow poppies, 
 
 With faces all ablow, 
 One look from you brings blessings,. 
 
 A fairer afterglow. 
 
 The Promise 
 
 In the early time of morning 
 
 You shall know the coming day: 
 If the rainbow bows the heaven, 
 
 You should tarry by the way; 
 If the sky is bright and smiling, 
 
 And your heart is free from care 
 You shall find the path Delightful, 
 
 And you'll want to linger there. 
 
20 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
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 Waiting Promises 
 
 I'm waiting for my sweetheart by the singing brook, 
 Anticipating kisses that I never took ; 
 
 A winsome little lassie, hair just like the gold, 
 A faithful little sweetheart, not so very old; 
 
 For she and I were playmates in our childhood time, 
 Each hour was full of pleasure and of love sublime : 
 
 I'm waiting for the kisses, many as can be, 
 
 I know she soon will bring them, for she promised me. 
 
 The Linnet's Song 
 
 When the dew is on the roses, 
 And the spider's in his den, 
 
 There's a jolly, sweet crescendo 
 Of the linnets now and then. 
 
 Hear his cheery notes come rising, 
 As the sun climbs out his bed — 
 
 Ho, the rolicking little linnet 
 Comes to greet me as night fled. 
 
 There's no sorrow in his singing, 
 After night has come the day, 
 
 All is splendor, all is ringing, 
 With the joys that pass his way. 
 
 Oh, my brother, hark and listen 
 As the dew falls from the rose, 
 
 Listen to, the linnet singing; 
 Gladness from him freely flows. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 21 
 
 Heart Throbs 
 
 It makes me sad just thinking how the swallows used to 
 
 row 
 Upon the wind in springtime when the clouds were 
 
 hanging low; 
 It makes my heart more tender dreaming of the robin's 
 
 song 
 That floated on the twilight as the evening went along. 
 
 Back come the tender graces of the days that springtime 
 
 made 
 Into magic, splendid beauty, that my young life overlaid ; 
 I hear my playmates calling, as they rolicked on the green, 
 With all that vim and virtue that in child-life is but seen. 
 
 give to me the joy-time of the long remembered spring, 
 When apple-blooms were falling, falling as the birds would 
 
 sing: 
 All heartaches then would vanish, like the magic of the 
 
 rose, 
 When it has ceased its blooming at the time its life would 
 
 close. 
 
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 The Welkin Rings 
 
 The day is full of cheerful sounds, 
 While one is brooding trouble, 
 
 Why can't one go his daily rounds 
 Without one seeing double? 
 
 This life is filled with joyful things, 
 
 That very few can see ; 
 Of joy of earth the welkin rings 
 
 To summon you and me. 
 
22 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 The Song of the Heart 
 
 There's a song in every ripple of the noisy little brook, 
 Filling all the woods with gladness and a happy, smiling 
 
 look; 
 There's a song within our heart yet, rippling with the 
 
 fading years, 
 Filling deep the soul with sweetness, with no trace of 
 
 passing tears. 
 
 Springtime Singing 
 
 Miss Jennie Wren is singing 
 This lovely springtime day, 
 
 Her little voice is ringing 
 Full of the joy of May. 
 
 What tidings does she bring you 
 On vernal winds so fair? — 
 
 Ah, love songs that she sings time, 
 And sings them everywhere. 
 
 Did you but fetch your singing 
 Straight out of heart's deep lairs 
 
 Your songs would not be dinging 
 So strident with your cares. 
 
 Nor would you then be sighing, 
 And telling all your woes, 
 
 That sets a friend to crying 
 Whichever way he goes. 
 
 So listen to the love lays 
 
 That Jennie Wren may sing — 
 
 They'll bring to you the May days 
 Of life's eternal spring. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 23 
 
 The Song of the Heart 
 
 There's a song within my heart yet 
 
 That my mother used to sing, 
 'Twas a lullaby of childhood 
 
 Played upon a harper's string; 
 There's no note of lilting skylark 
 
 Like the note of long ago, 
 With its melancholy sweetness 
 
 Fading on the years that go. 
 
 Still 1 hold in fond remembrance 
 
 All the things of that dear home, 
 Where was taught Life's greatest duties, 
 
 As about the world I roam: 
 In whatever land I journey, 
 
 On whatever sea I sail 
 There I find that ever present 
 
 Steadfast heart with me prevail. 
 
 Still there comes to me unsummoned, 
 
 Clear as call of bob-o-link, 
 Pictures mirrored, like a painting, 
 
 In the spring where we would drink ; 
 Still there comes adown the twilight 
 
 Of the evening times like June, 
 Legions of the days now numbered — 
 
 Happy days that passed too soon. 
 
 All too soon has fickle fortune 
 
 Guided me to foreign shores, 
 All too soon has wily magic 
 
 Opened up unwelcome doors ; 
 But no matter whence I travel, 
 
 Nor what land to which I roam, 
 There will cling to me the memory 
 
 Of my childhood happy home. 
 
24 SONGSOFCHEER 
 
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 In Memory 
 
 The bud of my childhood, the flower of my youth, 
 The sweetest of lassies that ever did sing, 
 
 Has filled me with rapture, and glory, forsooth, — 
 Ah, all but sweet memories have taken to wing. 
 
 The maid of my youth time, my beacon of love, 
 
 Gave me the sweet garlands that touched her fair brow, 
 
 And deep in my bosom I hold them above 
 
 The greatest of pleasures that come to me now. 
 
 Sing True 
 
 When the shadows of life are falling, 
 And the way looks dark to you, 
 
 Stop awhile and sing a love song — 
 Sing the song that is not new. 
 
 There's abiding sweet forbearance 
 When you sing true from the heart, 
 
 All the clouds that hang so darkening 
 From your soul will then depart. 
 
 I Love for That 
 
 My lassie has a rose for me, 
 And I have one for her; 
 
 She kisses hers and throws to me,- 
 And mine I throw to her. 
 
 My lassie has a kiss for me — 
 Well, how do I know that — ? 
 
 1 know she has a kiss for me, 
 Because I love for that. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 25 
 
 A Lament 
 
 For a cot and a rose and a lassie so sweet, 
 
 I shall sing all the day with a gladness complete ; 
 
 I'm in love with her now and my heart swells with pride, 
 
 For I think — ah, I know — I may soon have a bride. 
 
 What a rosebud of scarlet, a sweet little thing, 
 That I have in my dearie who wills me to sing 
 Of the days that are passing, like magic old wine — 
 She will come and be happy, a clinging young vine. 
 
 In my soul I am lonesome for someone to be 
 As a tempter beguiling like music set free — 
 Oh, a cot and a rose and a lassie so sweet, 
 Are the things that I wish ere my life is complete. 
 
 The Hollyhocks 
 
 Remembrance of the garden wall, 
 
 All set with hollyhocks — 
 A bright-eyed lass, so young and tall, 
 
 And waving golden locks — 
 Still keeps me young as in that day, 
 
 When she and I together, 
 Held hands and vowed to go our way 
 
 In fair and in foul weather. 
 
 Today the hollyhocks still bloom, 
 
 And bees are buzzing round, 
 The spider works upon his loom 
 
 The wary fly to bound, 
 While she and I are watching them 
 
 The same as yesterday — 
 In everything we see the gem 
 
 That makes for life a play. 
 
26 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 A Song and a Smile 
 
 A song and a smile to each is worth while, 
 
 If you travel where lilies are gay ; 
 A word and a nod to him who is sad, 
 
 Gives promise of peace for a day; 
 If you play but your part right out of your heart, 
 
 And fudge not on Time's precious hours, 
 Then you shall compare with those that are there, 
 
 And bask 'mid elesian fair bowers. 
 
 The Test 
 
 You may sing about the fairies 
 
 And the finer joys of life, 
 You may talk about your dainties 
 
 And the pleasures in the strife, 
 But for me, give me my dearie, 
 
 In the cottage by the mill, 
 And the music that comes rippling 
 
 With the water down the hill. 
 
 There is love there in the cottage 
 
 In the sunshine or the rain 
 That has harmony and beauty 
 
 With the grinding of the grain ; 
 There is happiness and pleasure 
 
 Found in every creaking wheel 
 Like the music that comes flowing 
 
 Without woe and full of weal. 
 
 You will find that life is pleasant 
 If your heart is beating true, 
 
 Does not matter where you live at, 
 For the test is all in you. 
 
SONGSOFCHEER 27 
 
 A Plea 
 
 If you will let me I will love you, 
 
 My little fussy gal, 
 You know I have not got a sou, 
 
 Yet I can be your pal. 
 
 I will do without tobacco, 
 And every other vice, 
 
 If only I can be your beau — 
 Now don't you say it twice. 
 
 Singing 
 
 Hand in hand we go together, 
 Singing of the world so bright; 
 
 Everyone meets some dull weather 
 Ere the day turns into night. 
 
 Never mind your times of sorrow, 
 Singing drives away all pain, 
 
 For of trouble if you borrow 
 Life will then be lived in vain. 
 
 Home 
 
 Love, and a home and a garden so fine, 
 
 Some books and a smile, and things superfine, 
 
 The voice of the child, the scent of the lea, 
 
 In a land of sweet charms where all is so free — 
 
 Ah, bless us, and help us, and keep us from harm, 
 
 And give us that glory for all full of charm : 
 
 I love it and keep it that I may behold 
 
 The sunshine and beauty that never grows old. 
 
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28 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
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 Sweetheart's Smiles 
 
 My sweetheart has the bluest eyes, 
 
 The sweetest, reddest lips, 
 She is to me my Paradise, 
 
 And I her nectar sips. 
 
 How mortal is this vale of tears I 
 
 We love and have our day! 
 Could we but live into the years, 
 
 Bliss could not pass away. 
 
 But we are made of selfishness, 
 
 And joy we fret much o'er, 
 Yet why should we those things that bless 
 
 Would wish forever more ? 
 
 The tide of life breaks on the beach, 
 
 Like ocean's beat and roar, 
 We pray aloud, our God beseech, 
 
 To seek the other shore. 
 
 Yet grieve we much to let joys go 
 
 That in this world we hold, 
 We fear that we shall never know 
 
 When we in death are cold. 
 
 So give to me my sweetheart's smile, 
 
 The laugh of tender years ; 
 There's nothing else that is worth while 
 
 In all this vale of tears. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 29 
 
 The Magic Is Waiting 
 
 What is the use repining when the sun is shining bright, 
 The day is made for sunshine, darkness only comes at 
 night. 
 
 You think you have your troubles when a cloud comes o'er 
 
 the sky. 
 And let imagination cause the making of a sigh. 
 
 Go out into the country, get away from narrow walls, 
 The sun is shining brightly — you he beckons, you he calls. 
 
 You then will cease repining, and your cares will fall away, 
 What magic there is waiting if you go out THERE to play. 
 
 Why? 
 
 A man went up to Hickorytown 
 
 To get a glass of ale, 
 He got so much that he fell down, 
 
 And then was sent to jail. 
 
 It does seem strange why things are so,- 
 
 Why men are sent to jail; 
 We preach to them and want to know 
 
 Just why they are so frail. 
 
 But don't you think that you and I 
 
 Are very much to blame? 
 We teach a deal and then we sigh 
 
 Because we're put to shame. 
 
 Some men are weak and quickly fall 
 
 If tempted overmuch, 
 While some there are don't care at all 
 
 Whose name they would besmutch. 
 
30 SONGSOFCHEER 
 
 Blue Eyes 
 
 Those eyes are like the stars of night 
 That twinkle long past morn, 
 
 They set my soul afire to know 
 That they are now foresworn. 
 
 Hadst I not seen their blinding flash, 
 Beheld their depths of fire, 
 
 At peace my soul would rest tonight 
 Freed from the Siren's lyre. 
 
 Sunday Bells 
 
 I hear the glad bells ringing 
 
 From far across the lea; 
 What memories they are bringing 
 
 For none to know but me ! 
 
 How oft, and full of splendor, 
 They pealed on Sunday morn ; 
 
 Their music was so tender 
 
 That hardened hearts were torn. 
 
 And often do I wonder 
 
 Why clanging bells so clear 
 
 Come cross the years way yonder 
 With memories so dear. 
 
 And oft I think how pious 
 
 Were days when I was young, 
 
 How men then worked for Jesus, 
 And how His praises sung. 
 
 Ah, vagrant still is memory 
 
 In these our later years ! 
 A little of old piety 
 
 Would drive away our fears. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 31 
 
 A Child's Night 
 
 When bats sail round at eventide, 
 
 A hush comes o'er the vale ; 
 On ghostly steeds the owls will ride, 
 
 Up hill and down the dale. 
 
 Then witches come to plague our wits, 
 
 Or scare us out of breath ; 
 Above the moon a Woman sits, 
 
 An omen of sure death. 
 
 In somnolence we seek our bed, 
 To sleep, and dream, perchance, 
 
 But nightmares come with pondrous tread 
 To reel, careen and dance. 
 
 The terror with the night flies away, 
 
 The child comes into light; 
 He lives to play while there is day, 
 
 Forgetful of the night. 
 
 The Cottage 
 
 A pleasant little cottage 
 
 Sits in a pleasant vale, 
 Where music comes at twilight 
 
 As like a sweeping gale ; 
 And biding in the cottage 
 
 Is Love for all the day, 
 Awaiting those who pass it 
 
 A-journeying on the way. 
 O blessed little cottage, 
 
 Where Peace and Love shall reign, 
 How happy would we all be 
 
 Could each a cottage gain. 
 
32 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 A Good Turn 
 
 There is a smile upon the rose 
 That's never seen elsewhere ; 
 
 From whence it comes nobody knows, 
 But it is always there. 
 
 It may be red, or pink, or white, 
 Yet smiles it all the while ; 
 
 It blooms by day or in the night, 
 With nothing to beguile. 
 
 So like the rose should each one be, 
 
 With smiles for everyone ; 
 In every little smile set free 
 
 There is a good turn done. 
 
 * 
 
 The Prince of Love 
 
 The winds will blow, as you may know, 
 
 Across the desert burning ; 
 The sun will shine on thee and thine 
 
 In every way of turning. 
 
 But if you keep the smile so cheap, 
 It costs you naught for smiling, 
 
 The Prince of Love who reigns Above 
 Will help you Time beguiling. 
 
 Evening 
 
 The children shout at twilight, 
 Playing on the green; 
 
 The bullfrogs croak profoundly 
 And are never seen; 
 
 The robin chants his vespers 
 Sweetly near his mate — 
 
 Ah, what a joyful evening 
 Thus I contemplate! 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 33 
 
 When May-Time Comes Again 
 
 Why murmur when the skies are blue, 
 
 And life is young- and fair, 
 For after while your dreams come true, 
 
 And Love is everywhere. 
 
 The meadows green and birds will sing 
 When May-time comes around, 
 
 And happy then the bells will ring 
 With every mellow sound. 
 
 To everyone the winters come 
 With snow and sleet and rain, 
 
 And peace and joy shall be the sum 
 When May-time comes again. 
 
 * 
 
 Being Ready 
 
 Tell me all your troubles, 
 
 Little, little boy ; 
 Have you any hardships ? 
 
 Have you any joy? 
 
 Sure you have your troubles, 
 Sure you have your joy, 
 
 For the two together 
 Makes the manly boy. 
 
 World is very easy 
 If you work with will, 
 
 But it's hard to travel 
 Going up the hill. 
 
 Don't you shirk a duty, 
 While you work or play, 
 
 Plan on being ready 
 Beginning of the day. 
 
34 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 Night's Love Song 
 
 In the evening just at sunset, 
 When the glow is on the sky, 
 
 Sad and sweet from out the woodland, 
 Comes the whippoorwill's far cry. 
 
 In the fading hush and quiet, 
 
 As the shadows fall away, 
 Wild and weird is the bird song 
 
 Chanted for departing day. 
 
 Then as darkness palls the landscape 
 O'er the valley and the hill, 
 
 Echoes fearfully, yet charmful, 
 The wilding song of whippoorwill. 
 
 Seems it like the dirge of dying 
 When the soul has taken flight; 
 
 But 'tis not for purpose mournful, 
 'Tis a love-song of the night. 
 
 Pledge of the Sweets 
 
 There never was a rose so sweet 
 As those that bloom for Meenie; 
 
 They fill the arbored fields to greet 
 All those who love my dearie. 
 
 Pluck not the bud and leave the stem 
 For me and for my Meenie, 
 
 Just let them bloom that all of them 
 Will hold their sweets for dearie. 
 
 I pledge the sweets of every rose 
 For faithful, loving Meenie, 
 
 I vow to you nobody knows 
 How much I love my dearie. 
 
SONGSOFCHEER 35 
 
 In the Garden 
 
 We walked into the garden 
 When cherries were in bloom ; 
 
 The petals fell like snowflakes, 
 Swept up by Vernal's broom. 
 
 The bluebirds sang so merrily 
 A piping tune of spring, 
 
 The chick-a-dees were twitting 
 The other birds to sing. 
 
 Then life to us was budding 
 Like roses blooming white, 
 
 The world was yet before us, 
 With mellow, burning light. 
 
 The vows that we then uttered, 
 With fragrance of the spring, 
 
 Are vows that we still cherish, 
 For yet they make us sing. 
 
 The Dreams I Dream 
 
 When the springtime comes again, my dear, 
 
 And lilacs scent the air, 
 When the tulips are in bloom, my dear, 
 
 Shall you and I be there? 
 
 When the sweetest songs of life, my dear, 
 
 Are singing all the day, 
 Then the sweetest charms of you, my dear, 
 
 Shall come to me to stay. 
 
 When the night-time comes for me, my dear, 
 
 And I am in my sleep, 
 Then the dreams I dream are yours, my dear, 
 
 And ever for your keep. 
 
36 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 Love's Call 
 
 Far o'er the hills and valleys, 
 
 By river bank and lake, 
 Is heard the voice of Cupid 
 
 Each one to overtake; 
 You hear it in the sedges, 
 
 On lea and open roads, 
 Along the streets of cities — 
 
 What heart throbs it forebodes ! 
 
 [Chorus] 
 
 O sing to me of love-time, 
 What joy it holds for all! 
 
 The splendor of your dreaming 
 Is from your Lover's call. 
 
 The lovely maid is sighing 
 
 For Cupid's tender grace, 
 And, on the way goes dreaming 
 
 The youth with beaming face ; 
 The mocking-bird is singing 
 
 Love notes in silent dells, 
 And solemn owls are hooting 
 
 In belfry of the bells. 
 
 [Chorus] 
 
 O sing to me of love-time, 
 What joy it holds for all! 
 
 The splendor of your dreaming 
 Is from your Lover's call. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER 37 
 
 Whistling 
 
 A barefoot boy goes down the road — 
 
 And that was long ago — 
 He whistles tunes to lighten his load, 
 
 The tunes we all should know. 
 
 What of our youth and later life, 
 If whistling were not ours? 
 
 It helps illume our worldy strife 
 And strew our path with flowers. 
 
 Autumn-Time 
 
 The wind is blowing soft and sweet 
 
 Across the meadow ways, 
 And autumn-time has come to greet 
 
 Us in the parting days. 
 
 There is no time like autumn-time 
 
 To dream of days gone by, 
 To fill one's heart with things sublime, 
 
 And bring a little sigh. 
 
 The leaves are falling from the trees, 
 
 The green is turning sear, 
 One hesitates, yet seldom sees, 
 
 The going of the year. 
 
 For life is like the song we sing, 
 
 If we have played it well ; 
 The autumn-time shall each one bring 
 
 The things that do foretell. 
 
38 SONGS OF CHEER 
 
 The Dreaming Time 
 
 When the moon is in the beaming, 
 And the wind is sweet and cool, 
 
 Then is when you do your dreaming, 
 Shaping to the golden rule. 
 
 Then your dreams are made to fathom 
 All the hallowed ways of Love. 
 
 Like the chanted leaves come falling 
 From the shining stars above. 
 
 The Pleasure 
 
 The winsome daisy lifts its head 
 
 Up to the morning sun, 
 It gives to me a pleasant smile — 
 
 How freely is it done. 
 
 "It's time your work's begun," it says 
 
 "All things must delve and dig," 
 And then it whispered on the side, 
 "Aren't all the good things big." 
 
 The Recompense 
 
 If your heart is overflowing 
 
 With the troubles of the day, 
 And you cannot see an outlet 
 
 As you go upon the way, 
 Drop a smile and words of greeting 
 
 To the friends that pass you by, 
 For the recompense of brooding 
 
 Is the utterance of a sigh. 
 
SONGS OF CHEER .••• . . ......••;•:•« - 39 
 
 By the River 
 
 I am going to the river 
 
 Where the waters have a sheen, 
 And the grass upon the hillside 
 
 Fast is turning into green ; 
 Where the bud of bush is breaking 
 
 In upon the vernal tide, 
 And the birds are gaily singing 
 
 In the woodland far and wide. 
 
 I shall watch the waters wimple, 
 
 Dash and dance with greatest glee, 
 And shall sing a song of gladness 
 
 That again I am set free. 
 O the river! the river! 
 
 Where the mystic shadows fall, 
 Full of mystery, full of beauty, 
 
 And the glories that enthrall. 
 
 Love-Time 
 
 It is May-time and love-time 
 All the world around, 
 
 And life is lived so sweetly 
 Wherever May is found. 
 
 It is June-time and bride-time 
 Wherever roses blow, 
 
 And Love is found so gaily 
 Playing on the bow. 
 
 It is May-time and June-time 
 All the year around, 
 
 When Love is with the lover 
 Wherever he is found. 
 
40 ;,•• SONGSOFCHEER 
 
 Grandma 
 
 How gently she sleeps on the old wicker chair, 
 She sits and she nods in the fresh open air ; 
 Tread lightly, my children, and make not a stir, 
 There's sweetness and mercy, so let her slep there. 
 Some day, in thy goodness, sweet peace may be yours, 
 When you shall sit idly and rest on your oars. 
 
 Never, Never 
 
 Tall and stately are the lilies 
 
 Where my sweetheart waits for me, 
 Round about are morning glories 
 
 White and purple, fair to see. 
 how lovely, lovely, lovely, 
 
 Are the scenes where we two live: 
 There is joy and love forever, 
 
 That but Love did ever give. 
 
 Fragrant are the purple lilacs 
 
 Where the humming bird doth wing ; 
 By the jessamine so gaily 
 
 Come the robins when they sing; 
 And the evening, just at sunset, 
 
 Shadows into beauty rare, 
 When my sweetheart, full of gladness, 
 
 Bids me come and welcome there. 
 
 She is fretting, longing, sighing, 
 
 When alone she awaits for me 
 In the home where are her day dreams, 
 
 All the beauty that can be. 
 Never, never should come sorrow 
 
 To the loving, faithful heart, 
 Never, never should true lovers 
 
 See the time when they should part. 
 
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