English poem
Ther's sunshine an storm
by John Hartley
Ther's sunshine an storm as we travel along, Throo life's journey whear ivver we be; An its wiser to leeten yor heart wi' a song, Nor to freeat at wbat fate may decree; Yo'll find gooid an bad amang th' fowk 'at yo meet, An' form friendships maybe yo'll regret; But tho' some may deceive an lay snares for yor feet, Pass 'em by,—an' Forgive an' Forget.