“DON’T FRET.”

Has a neighbour injured you?
Don’t fret.
You will yet come off the best;
He’s the most to answer for;
Never mind it, let it rest,
Don’t Fret.

Has a horrid lie been told?
Don’t fret.
It will run itself to death;
If you let it quite alone
It will die for want of breath;
Don’t fret.

Are your enemies at work?
Don’t fret.
They can’t injure you a wit;
If they find you heed them not,
They will soon be glad to quit;
Don’t fret.

Is adversity your lot?
Don’t fret.
Fortune’s wheel keeps turning round
Every spoke will reach the top,
Which, like you is going down: -
Don’t fret.