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The things that haven’t been done… Those are the things to try; Columbus dreamed of an unknown sho… At the rim of the far-flung sky, And his heart was bold and his fai…
These joys are free to all who liv… The rich and poor, the great and l… The charms which kindness has to g… The smiles which friendship may be… The honor of a well-spent life,
The rich may pay for orchids rare,… Flings out its blossoms to the wor… And all who sigh for loveliness ma… And claim a richer beauty than man… The blooming cherry trees are free…
The choir we had in Pixley wasn’t… But today if I could hear it I wo… There warn’t a singer in it that c… To study with the masters and to l… There warn’t no variations, warn’t…
OLD-FASHIONED folks! God ble… The fathers an’ the mothers, The aunts an’ uncles, fat an’ tall… The sisters an’ the brothers. The good old-fashioned neighbors,…
The easy roads are crowded And the level roads are jammed; The pleasant little rivers With the drifting folks are cramme… But off yonder where it’s rocky,
The path o’ little children is the… Where green is every valley and ev… Where laughter’s always ringing an… And where the hurts are little hur… The path o’ little children, on th…
Here we are, Britain! the finest… Taking our coats off and rolling o… Answering the thoughtless that onc… Each man a soldier for what he bel… Here we are, tight little island,…
His mother’s eyes are saddened, an… are stained with tears, And I’m facing now the struggle t… dreaded through the years; For the boy that was our baby has…
The roses are bedded for winter, t… The robins and martins have left u… The garden seems solemnly silent,… And I feel like a lonely old fell… All summer I’ve hovered about the…
My father knows the proper way The nation should be run; He tells us children every day Just what should now be done. He knows the way to fix the trusts…
I DO not care for garments fine, I do not care for medals bright; I have no wish to quench with wine My thirst when I go home at night… I’m satisfied with work to do,
AGE is calling to me, with his fi… It is urging me to wander down the… It has lined my cheeks with furrow… And is ever whispering to me that… But the heart of me keeps saying,…
Oh, some shall stand in glory’s li… And many a mother there shall say,… But I shall stand in silence then… For I must answer at the last tha… When all this age shall pass away,…
The whistle sounds! The game is o… We pay our tribute now with tears Instead of smiling eyes and cheers… Neil Snow has crossed the line on… Life’s scrimmage ends! A manly so…