THE LILT OP A LAUGH.
"I've toiled with the men the world has, blessed, As I've toiled With the men who failed; I've toiled with the men who strove with zest, And toiled with the men who wailed. And this is the tale my soul would tell As it drifts o'er the harbour bar: The sound of a sigh doesn't carry well, But the lilt of a laugh rings far. * ' The men who were near the grumbler's side, Oh, they heard not a word he said, The sound of a song ra-ng far and wide, And they harkened to that instead. Its tunes were sweet as the tales they tell Of the rise of the Christmas star, The sound of a sigh doesn't carry well, But the lilt of a laugh rings far. "If you would be heard at all, my 3ad, Keep a Laugh in your heart and throat , £ For those who are deaf to accents sad Are alert to the cheerful note. Ceep hold of the cord of laughter's bell Avoid the tones that jaT, ' / The sound of a sigh doesn 't carry well, But the lilt "of a laugh rings far."
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Hutt News, Volume 1, Issue 33, 24 January 1929, Page 9
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194THE LILT OP A LAUGH. Hutt News, Volume 1, Issue 33, 24 January 1929, Page 9
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