A history of Rome and Floyd County, State of Georgia, United States of America; including numerous incidents of more than local interest, 1540-1922 . heart, Put off thy sad repining;The darkest cloud that ever lowered Must have its silver lining! And every bitter has its sweet,—The bitterest the sweetest,— For deepest sorrows always makeTheir after-joys completest. The heavy load, the bitter cup,Are oft in memory given; Even death itself is but the gateThat opens up to Heaven. Then let us gather faith and hopeFrom lifes unfailing crosses, Nor idly hope to reap a gainWithout its price of losses
A history of Rome and Floyd County, State of Georgia, United States of America; including numerous incidents of more than local interest, 1540-1922 . heart, Put off thy sad repining;The darkest cloud that ever lowered Must have its silver lining! And every bitter has its sweet,—The bitterest the sweetest,— For deepest sorrows always makeTheir after-joys completest. The heavy load, the bitter cup,Are oft in memory given; Even death itself is but the gateThat opens up to Heaven. Then let us gather faith and hopeFrom lifes unfailing crosses, Nor idly hope to reap a gainWithout its price of losses! A Alfred Arnold. A friend is one whos lived a whileAnd learned a world of stuff; Who smiles a kind of patient smileThough things be smooth or rough. A friend is one whos tried you out; Whos heard your every plan;Knows all your weakness and yourdoubt. And says, I like that man. A friend is one who knows your faults, Yet doesnt hide his own;Whod rather walk with one who halts Than plod along alone. 566 A History of Rome and Floyd County BALLAD OF FERDINAND DeSOTO By George Magruder Battey, Jr. Decorations by Frank L. Stanton, When Ferdinand DeSoto went to Rome in search of gold,He never thought to make a name like pirate chiefs of old,But rather hoped to gather pelf from far-off hills and near,And divvy vi^ith his hard-up king—he was no profiteer! No doubt he would have got away in handsome style with thisExcept he thought that fire and sword were not so far amissAnd Gent of Elvas, taking notes, not heard all Ferdie saidAnd writ the story out in Spain long after Ferd was dead. Now, harking back a span or so, we find Ferd in Peru,A-fighting for the native spoils—in Nicaragua, too—So when he took himself back home, a pretty maiden thereThought Ferdie was the bravest man in Spain or anywhere. Yet Isabellas dad was rich and Ferdies dad was poor;The king took Ferdies share of gold and loudly called for Isabella proved her worth—she married Ferdin
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