“Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone.For the sad old Earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.Sing, and the hills will answer;Sigh, it is lost on the air.The echoes bound to a joyful sound,but shrink from voicing care."
“Rejoice, and men will seek you;Grieve, and they turn and go.They want full measure of all your pleasure,But they do not need your woe.Be glad, and your friends are many;Be sad, and you lose them all.There are none to decline your nectared wine,But alone you must drink life’s gall.”
“Feast, and your halls are crowded;Fast, and the world goes by. Succeed and give, and it helps you live,But no man can help you die.There is room in the halls of pleasure for a long and lordly train,But one by one we must all file on through the narrow aisles of pain.”
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (5 November 1850 – 30 October 1919)
jmworacle over 4 years ago
Pasquale was always a good student.
jagedlo over 4 years ago
There’s an old saying “A joy shared is a double joy, a sorrow shared is a sorrow divided”…
1953Baby over 4 years ago
He must be advanced. . .history at 5?
barister over 4 years ago
I love that he said “we”.
Nobody_Important over 4 years ago
History is the best subject! :-)
Teto85 Premium Member over 4 years ago
I remember earning a “A” on a geography test when I was his age. I knew where Ipanema was.
Night-Gaunt49[Bozo is Boffo] over 4 years ago
“Laugh, and the world laughs with you;Weep, and you weep alone.For the sad old Earth must borrow its mirth,But has trouble enough of its own.Sing, and the hills will answer;Sigh, it is lost on the air.The echoes bound to a joyful sound,but shrink from voicing care."
“Rejoice, and men will seek you;Grieve, and they turn and go.They want full measure of all your pleasure,But they do not need your woe.Be glad, and your friends are many;Be sad, and you lose them all.There are none to decline your nectared wine,But alone you must drink life’s gall.”
“Feast, and your halls are crowded;Fast, and the world goes by. Succeed and give, and it helps you live,But no man can help you die.There is room in the halls of pleasure for a long and lordly train,But one by one we must all file on through the narrow aisles of pain.”
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (5 November 1850 – 30 October 1919)