John Kendrick Bangs
John Kendrick Bangs (May 27, 1862 – January 21, 1922) was an American author, editor and satirist.
He was born in Yonkers, New York. His father was a lawyer in New York City.
He went to Columbia University from 1880 to 1883 where he became editor of Columbia's literary magazine and contributed short anonymous pieces to humor magazines. After graduation in 1883, Bangs entered ... more »
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John Kendrick Bangs Poems
A Receipt For Happiness
BEGIN the day with smiling eyes ; Pursue the day with smiling lips; Through clouds perceive the smiling skies
The Little Elf
I met a little Elf-man, once, Down where the lillies blow. I asked him why he was so small,
IF an unkind word appears, File the thing away. If some novelty in jeers, File the thing away.
WORRY stalked along the road, Trouble sneaking after; Then Black Care, and Grief, and Goad Enemies to Laughter.
IF there's no Sun, I still can have the Moon ; If there's no Moon, the Stars my needs suffice ; And if these fail, I have my Evening Lamp ;
ICE and snow are cold, I know Pain and sorrow too are chill. Ever notice how the glow Of the sun on ice and snow,
SHOW me your God the doubter cries. I point him out the smiling skies; I show him all the woodland greens; I show him peaceful sylvan scenes;
To A Whithered Rose
THY span of life was all too short— A week or two at best— From budding-time, through blossoming, To withering and rest.
May 30, 1893
IT seemed to be but chance, yet who shall say That ’t was not part of Nature ’s own sweet way,
IF you must sit and sigh, And have the blues, Why don't you try
I DREAMED last night a Spirit came to me And placed within my hand the golden key Of Fortune. 'Life's best treasures wait
The ghosts of all things past parade, Emerging from the mist and shade That hid them from our gaze,
The Gifts Divine
FROM earth, and sky, and sea, Let cheer come unto me, And mirth, and tenderness, And all the things that bless,
The Note Within
I HAVE a song within my heart that I shall never sing. I know 'tis there for I can feel its joyous fluttering.
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A Receipt For Happiness
BEGIN the day with smiling eyes ;
Pursue the day with smiling lips;
Through clouds perceive the smiling skies
Up where the smiling sunbeam trips.
Let smiling thoughts within your mind
Drive gloom and cold despair apart,
And promptings of a genial kind
Keep ever growing in your heart.
Meet trouble with a cheery mien,
Be jovial in the face of care
He routs all mischief from the scene
Who greets it with a jocund air.