It Made Her Think That It Was

Never Thee Stop Believin' In Th' Big Good Thing An' Knowin' Th' World's Full Of It - And Call It What Tha' Likes. Tha' Wert Singin' To It When I Come Into T' Garden.

Children's As Good As 'rithmetic To Set You Findin' Out Things.

Imagine, If You Can, What The Rest Of The Evening Was Like. How They Crouched By The Fire Which Blazed And Leaped And Made Much Of Itself In The Little Grate. How They Removed The Covers Of The Dishes, And Found Rich, Hot Savory Soup, Which Was A Meal In Itself, And Sandwiches And Toast And Muffins Enough For Both Of Them.

But I Suppose There Might Be Good In Things, Even If We Don't See It.

When The Day Comes That I Kneel By Your Bedside And See Your Eyes Close, Or You Kneel By Mine, It Must Be That The One Who Waits Behind Shall Know The Parting Is Not All.