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NOW, dear, it isn't the bold things, / Great deeds of valour and might, / That count the most in the summing up of life at the end of the day. / But it is the doing of old things, / Small acts that are just and right; / And doing them over and over again, no matter what others say; / In smiling at fate, when you want to cry, and in keeping at work when / you want to play- / Dear, those are the things that count.
And, dear, it isn't the new ways / Where the wonder-seekers crowd / That lead us into the land of content, or help us to find our own. / But it is keeping to true ways, / Though the music is not so loud, / And there may be many a shadowed spot where we journey along alone; / In flinging a prayer at the face of fear, and in changing into a song / a groan- / Dear, these are the things that count.