Love Is Not About Getting - But

Four Things A Man Must Learn To Do If He Would Make His Record True; To Think Without Confusion Clearly; To Love His Fellowmen Sincerely; To Act From Honest Motives Purely; To Trust In God And Heav'n Securely.

This Is The Gospel Of Labour, Ring It, Ye Bells Of The Kirk! The Lord Of Love Came Down From Above, To Live With The Men Who Work. This Is The Rose That He Planted, Here In The Thorn-curst Soil: Heaven Is Blest With Perfect Rest, But The Blessing Of Earth Is Toil.

The Meditative Angler Is Not Exempt From Sensational Periods. There Are Times When All The Uncertainty Of His Chosen Pursuit Seems To Condense Itself Into One Big Chance, And Stand Out Before Him Like A Salmon On The Top Wave Of A Rapid. He Sees His Luck Hangs By A Single Strand Of Gut, And He Cannot Tell Whether It Will Hold Or Break. This Is The Thrilling Moment And He Never Forgets It.

The Simple Life Which Blandly Ignores All Care And Conflict, Soon Becomes Flabby And Invertebrate, Sentimental And Gelatinous.

Come, My Friend, Forget Your Foes, And Leave Your Fears Behind, And Wander Forth To Try Your Luck, With Cheerful, Quiet Mind; For Be Your Fortune Great Or Small, You Take What God Will Give, And All The Day Your Heart Will Say, "'tis Luck Enough To Live.