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There are dark and gloomy corners full of sorrow, like as not,
But the world is glad with music and it carols everywhere;
And if now and then a shadow dwells upon a little spot,
[There] is sunshine on the meadows and the wide ways laugh at care.
O, my children! Don't you worry,
As you go along;
Let your life be glad and cheerful
And you'll hear the Song!