The Worlds All Right

 Be honest, kindly, simple, true;
Seek good in all, scorn but pretence;
Whatever sorrow come to you,
Believe in Life's Beneficence!

The World's all right; serene I sit,
And cease to puzzle over it.

There's much that's mighty strange, no doubt;
But Nature knows what she's about;
And in a million years or so
We'll know more than to-day we know.

Old Evolution's under way --
 What ho! the World's all right, I say.


Could things be other than they are?
All's in its place, from mote to star.

The thistledown that flits and flies
Could drift no hair-breadth otherwise.

What is, must be; with rhythmic laws
All Nature chimes, Effect and Cause.

The sand-grain and the sun obey --
 What ho! the World's all right, I say.


Just try to get the Cosmic touch,
The sense that "you" don't matter much.

A million stars are in the sky;
A million planets plunge and die;
A million million men are sped;
A million million wait ahead.

Each plays his part and has his day --
 What ho! the World's all right, I say.


Just try to get the Chemic view:
A million million lives made "you".

In lives a million you will be
Immortal down Eternity;
Immortal on this earth to range,
With never death, but ever change.

You always were, and will be aye --
 What ho! the World's all right, I say.


Be glad! And do not blindly grope
For Truth that lies beyond our scope:
A sober plot informeth all
Of Life's uproarious carnival.

Your day is such a little one,
A gnat that lives from sun to sun;
Yet gnat and you have parts to play --
 What ho! the World's all right, I say.


And though it's written from the start,
Just act your best your little part.

Just be as happy as you can,
And serve your kind, and die -- a man.

Just live the good that in you lies,
And seek no guerdon of the skies;
Just make your Heaven here, to-day --
 What ho! the World's all right, I say.


Remember! in Creation's swing
The Race and not the man's the thing.

There's battle, murder, sudden death,
And pestilence, with poisoned breath.

Yet quick forgotten are such woes;
On, on the stream of Being flows.

Truth, Beauty, Love uphold their sway --
 What ho! the World's all right, I say.


The World's all right; serene I sit,
And joy that I am part of it;
And put my trust in Nature's plan,
And try to aid her all I can;
Content to pass, if in my place
I've served the uplift of the Race.

Truth! Beauty! Love! O Radiant Day --
 What ho! the World's all right, I say.

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