Do you wish the world were better?Let me tell you what to do.Set a watch upon your actions,Keep them always straight and true.

This is the way of it, wide world over,One is beloved, and one is the lover,One gives and the other receives.

The world has a thousand creeds, and never a one have I;Not a church of my own, though a million spires are pointing the way on high.But I float on the bosom of faith, that bears me along like a river;And the lamp of my soul is alight with love for life, and the world, and the Giver.

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

Do you wish the world were happy?Then remember day by dayJust to scatter seeds of kindnessAs you pass along the way. . . .

Such menial duties; but her wayOf looking at them lent a graceTo things the world deemed commonplace.