A crust of bread and a corner to sleep in,
 A minute to smile and an hour to weep in,
 A pint of joy and a peck of trouble,
 And never a laugh but the moans come double;
                    And that is life!

A crust and a corner that love makes precious,
 With a smile to warm and the tears to refresh us;
 And joy seems sweeter when cares come after,
 And a moan is the finest of foils for laughter;
                    And that is life!