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Were I man grown, I’d stand With clean heart, soul, and hand, An honor to this land. I would be good and true. I would not
In the old wars of the world there… Women of ancient sins who gave the… Women of weak wills and strong des… And, like the poison ivy in the wo… That winds itself about tall viril…
The sun rode high in a cloudless s… Of a perfect summer morn. She stood and gazed out into the s… And wondered why she was born. On the topmost branch of a maple-t…
How terrible these nights are when… With our scarred hearts, we sit in… And some old sorrow, to the world… Does suddenly with silent steps in… After the guests departed, and the…
In the dark night, from sweet refr… I wake to hear outside my window-p… The uncurbed fury of the wild spri… And weird winds lashing the defian… And roar of floods that gather str…
GOOD-BY to the cradle, the dear… The rude hand of Progress has thr… No more to its motion, o’er Sleep… Our play-weary wayfarers peacefull… No more by the rhythm of slow-movi…
There was a sound in the wind to-d… Like a joyous cymbal ringing! And the leaves of the trees talked… And they altogether were singing, For they knew that an army, both b…
The first flower of the spring is… Or bright, as one the ripe midsumm… The first faint note the forest wa… Is not as rich with feeling, or so… As when, full master of his art, t…
We love but once. The great gold… From dawn to eventide doth cast hi… But the full splendour of his perf… Is reached but once throughout the… We love but once. The waves, wit…
In the face of the sun are great t… And the storm-clouds have shut out… But a Rainbow of Promise now shin… And the universe thrills at the si… Tis the flag of our Union, the re…
The day will dawn when one of us s… In vain to hear a voice that has g… And morns will fade, noons pale,… While sad eyes watch for feet that… One of us two must sometime face e…
Only a blunder-a sad mistake; All my own fault and mine alone. The saddest error a heart can make… I was so young, or I would have k… Only his rare, sweet, tender smile…
O man, with your wonderful dower, O woman, with genius and grace, You can teach the whole world with… If you are but worthy the place. The stage is a force and a factor
Talk happiness. The world is sad… Without your woe. No path is whol… Look for the places that are smoot… And speak of them to rest the wear… Of earth; so hurt by one continuou…
Whatever the task that comes your… Just take it as part of your luck. Look it right square in the eyes,… ‘This is my