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IS IT so sudden? Then did you be… Those evenings I called at your f… And lovingly, longingly gazed in y… That I merely had come for a chat… Did it strike you the times that…
If certain folks that I know well Should come to me their woes to te… I’d read the sorrow in their faces And I could analyze their cases. I watch some couples day by day
As fall the leaves, so drop the da… In silence from the tree of life; Born for a little while to blaze In action in the heat of strife, And then to shrivel with Time’s b…
I might not ever scale the mountai… Where all the great men stand in g… I may not ever gain the world’s de… Or win a wreath of laurel for my b… I may not gain the victories that…
TAKE your troubles Best you can. Stand right up And play the man. Face 'em just
Be Cheerful The world is bright and sunny ' If you haven’t any money, What’s the difference? Let me ask you anyhow.
SEPTEMBER with her brushes dip… Now comes to paint the valleys and… And we forget completely that the… As we gaze upon the color that she… For all that we remember
My father is a peaceful man; He tries in every way he can To live a life of gentleness And patience all the while. He says that needless fretting’s v…
TWO long-haired friends at table… And sipped some old Sauterne, And each one sought throughout the… The other’s tricks to learn. ‘I see some dandruff on your coat,…
The doctor leads a busy life, he w… Long hours he spends to help the o… He cannot call his time his own, n… His duties claim him through the n… And yet the doctor seems to be Go…
Your dream and my dream is not tha… But that our children after us sha… For all we care about ourselves—a… A place to sleep and clothes to we… We’d tramp the world on sunny days…
WHEN I was but a little tad I u… Tell friends about the good old da… My dear old kindly gran’dad, too,… When he was in his twenties, and c… The burden of their song always wa…
Never a sigh for the cares that sh… Never a thought of the joys that f… Her one regret that she couldn’t d… Thoughtless and selfish, her Mast… Oh, the long nights that she came…
I LIKE the dream days best of al… The hollyhocks against the wall; The rambler roses blushing red, The blue skies bending overhead, With just enough of summer breeze
The world is full of gladness, There are joys of many kinds, There’s a cure for every sadness, That each troubled mortal finds. And my little cares grow lighter