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When I was a boy, and it chanced… Mother would always watch for me; She used to stand by the window pa… Worried and troubled as she could… And this was the question I used…
The little woman, to her I bow And doff my hat as I pass her by; I reverence the furrows that mark… And the sparkling love light in he… The little woman who stays at home…
The hours were long with you away, Although I thought I could forget… I banished you and cursed the day That we had ever met. I frowned upon you, and I vowed
HE struck me! A man I scarce knew, 'though he h… my name, Came into my office repeating the… And talked for a moment of this an…
If all the flowers were roses, If never daisies grew, If no old-fashioned posies Drank in the morning dew, Then man might have some reason
I’ve sipped a rich man’s sparkling… His silverware I’ve handled. I’ve placed these battered legs of… ‘Neath tables gayly candled. I dine on rare and costly fare
The pathway of the living is our e… Let us do our best to smooth it an… Let us travel it with kindness, le… And give unto the living what we’d… The pathway of the living we can b…
Nine passed him by with a hasty lo… Each bent on his eager way; One glance at him was the most the… “Somebody stuck,” said they; But it never occurred to the nine…
Some day the world will need a man… And somewhere, as a little boy, th… Within some humble home, no doubt,… Now climbs upon his father’s knee… And when shall come that call for…
Up to the ceiling And down to the floor, Hear him now squealing And calling for more. Laughing and shouting,
JUST to do the little things And do them well from day to day, Enough of satisfaction brings To those who tread the simple way; To make the striving here worth wh…
Lord, we’ve had our little wrangle… There’s many a time, I reckon, th… My tongue’s a trifle hasty an’ my… An’ Mother, let me tell you, has… But I couldn’t live without her,…
Trouble is an exerciser Sent us by a Wisdom wiser Than the mind of man possesses. Doubts and dangers and distresses Come not purposely to best us,
The road to laughter beckons me, The road to all that’s best; The home road where I nightly see The castle of my rest; The path where all is fine and fai…
This I would claim for my success… Nor the throng’s changing cheers f… Not always ease and fortune’s glad… Though all of these are pleasant j… But I would like to have my story…