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The Pamphlet Collection of Sir Robert Stout: Volume 82

Poetry

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Poetry.

I'd Never Smile Again.
If I believed in that dread place,
Where millions writhe in pain,
In untold angonies and woe,
I'd never smile again.

If I believed one soul was there,
Who mercy asked in vain,
The awful thought would haunt me still,
I'd never smile again.

If I believed one friend was there,
I'd weep my eyes away;
I would not have my greatest foe,
Dwell there a single day.

If I believed my child was there,
The thought would crush my brain;
I'd curse the day that I was born,
And never smile again.

I'd wish the world had never been,
Or ever breathed mankind;
I'd wish the race would cease to live;
Die,—body, soul, and mind.

I'd wish the sun would cease to shine,
And darkness fill the sky;
The universe sink into naught,
And God himself might die.

N.B.—A special discount allowed to Y.M.C.A's. and other religious bodies upon orders for this tract in sufficient quantities.

Published by W.C. Andrade, 120 Swanston Street, Melbourne.