"Whether the tempests lull or blow, Whether the currents ebb or flow, Whether the future smile or no, Whether the harvests blight or grow, Whether the years are swift or slow, In days of joy or days of woe, In fortune high or fortune low, This be my creed for friend or foe— Gather the roses as you go. ".
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