Let Us Halt Now For A Space In Our Hurrying; Let Us Take Time To Look Up And Look Out; Let Us Refuse For A Spell To Be Worrying; Let Us Decline To Both Question And Doubt. If One Goes Cavilling, Hair Splitting, Flaw Hunting - Ready For Strife - All The Best Pleasure Is Missed In The Travelling Onward Through Life. Just For To-Day We Will Put Away Sorrowing - Just For To-Day Not A Tear Shall Be Shed; Nor Will We Fear Anything, Or Go Borrowing Pain From The Future By Profitless Dread. Thought Shall Go Frolicking, Pleasuring, Treasuring Everything Bright - Tasting The Joy That Is Found Just In Rollicking On Through The Light. Just For To-Day All The Ills That Need Bettering We Will Omit From Our Notebook Of Mind; All That Is Good We Will Mark By Red-Lettering; - Those Things Alone We Are Seeking To Find. Things To Be Sad Over, Pine Over, Whine Over - Pass Them, I Say! Nothing Is Noted Save What We Are Glad Over - This Is Praise Day.