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This is the world’s stupendous hou… The supreme moment for the race To see the emptiness of power, The worthlessness of wealth and pl… To see the purpose and the plan
If all the year was summer-time, And all the aim of life Was just to lilt on like a rhyme '… Then I would be your wife. If all the days were August days,
The band was playing a waltz-quadr… I felt as light as a wind-blown fe… As we floated away, at the caller’… Through the intricate, mazy dance… Like mimic armies our lines were m…
You do but jest, sir, and you jest… How could the hand be enemy of the… Or seed and sod be rivals! How c… Feel jealousy of heat, plant of th… Or competition dwell ’twixt lip an…
Seeking for happiness we must go s… The road leads not down avenues of… But often gently winds through by… Whose hidden pleasures are serene… Seeking for happiness we must take…
This is the song for a soldier To sing as he rides from home To the fields afar where the battl… Or over the ocean’s foam: ‘Whatever the dangers waiting
Do you wish the world were better? Let me tell you what to do: Set a watch upon your actions, Keep them always straight and true… Rid your mind of selfish motives;
I think that the bitterest sorrow… Of love unrequited, or cold death’… Is sweet, compared to that hour wh… That some grand passion is on the… When we see that the glory, and gl…
Ho! for the day in the whole year… Long may it live in the heart of t… Long may it be ere the names are f… That boldly were signed to the gra… Shout, sons of liberty! shout for…
Long, long ago, ere yet our race b… When earth was empty, waiting stil… Before the breath of life to him w… The angels fell into a strife in h… At length one furious demon graspe…
Like some schoolmaster, kind in be… Who hears the children crying o’er… And calling, “Help me, master!” y… Since in his silence and refusal l… Their self-development, so God ab…
To-night when I came from the clu… Under the gaslight I saw a face– A woman’s face! and I swear to he… It looked like the ghastly ghost o… And Grace? why, Grace was fair; a…
Man has explored all countries and… And made his own the secrets of ea… Now, ere the world has fully reach… The oval earth lies compassed with… The seas are slaves to ships that…
Somebody’s baby was buried to-day… The empty white hearse from the gr… And the morning somehow seemed les… As I paused on the sidewalk while… And a shadow seemed drawn o’er the…
Thank Fate for foes! I hold mine… As valued friends. He cannot know The zest of life who runneth here His earthly race without a foe. I saw a prize, “Run,” cried my fr…
