LIFE AND FATE.
Fools may piuo and sots may swill, Cynics jibe and prophets mil; Moralists may scourge and drill. Preachers prose and faint hearts quail, Let them whine or threat or wail Till the touch of Circumstance Down to darkness sink the scalo— Fate's a fiddler, Life's a dance. What if skies be wan and chill, What if winds be harsh and stale, Presently the East will thrill. And the sad and shrunken sail. Bellying with a kindly gale, Bear you sunwards, while your chance Sends yon back the hopeful hail — " Fate's a tidier, Life's a dance." Idle shot or coming Will, Hapless love or broken bail, Gulp it (never chew your pill) And if Burgundy should fail, Try a humble pot of ale ; Over ail is heaven's expanse, Gold exists among the shadeFate's a fiddler, Life's a dance Every Jack must have his .Till (Even Johnson had his Thrale !) Forward couples with a will; This, the world, is not a gaol, Hear the music, sprat and whale ! Hands across, retire, advance ! Though the doomsman's on your trail— Fate's a fiddler, Life's a dance, —W. E. Henley.
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Waikato Times, Volume XXX, Issue 2453, 31 March 1888, Page 1 (Supplement)
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188LIFE AND FATE. Waikato Times, Volume XXX, Issue 2453, 31 March 1888, Page 1 (Supplement)
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