As it is, plenty;
As it s admitted The children happy And the car, the car That goes so far.
And the wife devoted:
To this as it is.
To the work and the banks Let his thinning hair And his hauteur Give thanks, give thanks.
All that was thought As like as not is not;
When nothing was enough But love, but love.
And the rough future Of an intransigeant nature. And the betraying smile, Betraying, but a smile:
That that is not, is not; Forget, forget.
Let him not cease to praise.
Then, his spacious days;
Yes, and the success
Let him bless, let him bless:
Let him see in this
The profit larger
And the sin venial
Lest he see as it is
The loss as major
And final, final.