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February 12, 2011

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Dedicated to all glass half-empty folks: Franklin King’s THE PESSIMIST

by quaesitor

For all those out there for whom the glass is always half-empty, here is a wonderful offering from the American poet Benjamin Franklin King (1857–1894)

THE PESSIMIST

Nothing to do but work,
Nothing to eat but food,
Nothing to wear but clothes
To keep one from going nude.

Nothing to breathe but air
Quick as a flash ‘t is gone;
Nowhere to fall but off,
Nowhere to stand but on.

Nothing to comb but hair,
Nowhere to sleep but in bed,
Nothing to weep but tears,
Nothing to bury but dead.

Nothing to sing but songs,
Ah, well, alas! alack!
Nowhere to go but out,
Nowhere to come but back.

Nothing to see but sights,
Nothing to quench but thirst,
Nothing to have but what we’ve got;
Thus thro’ life we are cursed.

From The Funny Side, p104

Perhaps the only antidote to such an attitude is gratitude

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