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I

HE sees the world as a boisterous place Where all things bear a laughing face, And humorous scenes go hourly on, Does John.

II

They find the world a pleasant place Where all is ecstasy and grace, Where a light has risen that cannot wane, Do John and Jane.

III

They see as a palace their cottage-place, Containing a pearl of the human race, A hero, maybe, hereafter styled, Do John and Jane with a baby-child.

IV

They rate the world as a gruesome place, Where fair looks fade to a skull’s grimace,— As a pilgrimage they would fain get done— Do John and Jane with their worthless son.