From The International Library of Masterpieces, Literature, Art, & Rare Manuscripts, Volume I, Editor-in-Chief: Harry Thurston Peck; The International Bibliophile Society, New York; 1901; p. 12.
THERE are lonely hearts to cherish,
While the days are going by;
There are weary souls who perish,
While the days are going by;
If a smile we can renew,
As our journey we pursue,
Oh, the good we all may do,
While the days are going by.
All the loving links that bind us,
While the days are going by;
One by one we leave behind us;
While the days are going by;
But the seeds of good we sow
Both in shade and shine will grow,
And will keep our hearts aglow
While the days are going by.
Anonymous.