Classic Poem

I QUARREL not with Destiny,
But make the best of everything —
The best is good enough for me.

Leave Discontent alone, and she
Will shut her mouth and let you sing.
I quarrel not with Destiny.

I take some things, or let 'em be —
Good gold has always got the ring;
The best is good enough for me.

Since Fate insists on secrecy,
I have no arguments to bring —
I quarrel not with Destiny.

The fellow that goes " haw " for " gee "
Will find he hasn't got full swing.
The best is good enough for me.

One only knows our needs, and He
Does all of the distributing.
I quarrel not with Destiny:
The best is good enough for me.