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BACK UP Old Age and Wrinkled… Come, Selfish Grown-Up, quit the… You Pessimist, depart! Now, Gloomy Gus and Doleful Frow… There is no room for you in town,
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…
The sumac’s flaming scarlet on the… An’ the pear trees are invitin’ ev… Now the gorgeous tints of autumn a… Till it seems that you can almost… There’s a solemn sort o’ stillness…
When an empty sleeve or a sightles… Or a legless form I see, I breathe my thanks to my God on… For His watchful care o’er me. And I say to myself, as the cripp…
You may delve down to rock for you… You may go with your steel to the… You may purchase the best of the t… And the finest of workmanship buy; You may line with the rarest of ma…
If I had lived in Franklin’s time… Beholding him out in the rain, a k… And noticing upon its tail the bar… Would, with the scoffers on the st… And with a sneer upon my lips I w…
YOURS is the loser’s part to pla… For you the goal is far away And never to be gained. It is your lot to stand and see The golden apples on life’s tree
So easy to say what another should… So easy to settle his cares, So easy to tell him what roads to… And dispose of the burdens he bear… It is easy to bid him be brave and…
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…
God of battles, be with us now: Guard our sons from the lead of sh… Watch our sons when the cannons fl… Let them not to a tyrant bow. God of battles, to Thee we pray:
THEY tell me that I 'm spoiling… I The neighbors say that you shou… For all the awful things you do, Laid face down over daddy’s knee And spanked and put to bed. That…
There’s a little chap at our house… Keeps the front lawn looking tidy… Doesn’t leave his little wagon, wh… On the sidewalk as he used to; now… When we call him in to supper, we…
‘They say my boy is bad,’ she said… A tired old woman, thin and very f… ‘They caught him robbing railroad… Must spend from five to seven year… His Pa an’ I had hoped so much fo…
Tell me, what is half so sweet As a baby’s tiny feet, Pink and dainty as can be, Like a coral from the sea? Talk of jewels strung in rows,
When a cake is nicely frosted and… And it looks as trim and proper as… Would it puzzle you at evening as… To find the chocolate missing from… As you viewed the cake in sorrow w…