Crosses and troubles a-many have proved me. One or two women (God bless them!) have loved me. I have worked and dreamed, and I've talked at will. Of art and drink I have had my fill. I've comforted here, and I've succoured there. I've faced my foes, and I've backed my friends. I've blundered, and sometimes made amends. I have prayed for light, and I've known despair. Now I look before, as I look behind, Come storm, come shine, whatever befall, With a grateful heart and a constant mind, For the end I know is the best of all.