Ah! The Clock Is Always Slow; It

Carry On! Carry On! Fight The Good Fight And True; Believe In You Mission, Greet Life With A Cheer.

It's The Steady, Quiet, Plodding Ones Who Win In The Lifelong Race.

Some Praise The Lord For Light, The Living Spark; I Thank God For The Night The Healing Dark.

It's Easy To Fight When Everything's Right And You're Mad With The Thrill And The Glory; It's Easy To Cheer When Victory's Near, And Wallow In Fields That Are Gory. It's A Different Song When Everything's Wrong, When You're Feeling Infernally Mortal; When It's Ten Against One, And Hope There Is None, Buck Up, Little Soldier, And Chortle!

No Man Can Be A Failure If He Thinks He's A Success; If He Thinks He Is A Winner, Then He Is.