We Are Happy All The Time Even When We Fight: Sweet Briars Of The Stairways, Gay Fairies Of The Grime; We, Who Are Playing To-Night. "Our Feet Are In The Gutters, Our Eyes Are Sore With Dust, But Still Our Eyes Are Bright. The Wide Street Roars And Mutters - We Know It Works Because It Must - We, Who Are Playing To-Night! "Dirt Is Everlasting. - We Never, Never Fear It. Toil Is Never Ceasing. - We Will Play Until We Near It. Tears Are Never Ending. - When Once Real Tears Have Come; "When We See Our People As They Are - Our Fathers - Broken, Dumb - Our Mothers - Broken, Dumb - The Weariest Of Women And Of Men; Ah - Then Our Eyes Will Lose Their Light - Then We Will Never Play Again - We, Who Are Playing To-Night."