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THE way to make friends is as eas… As breathing the fresh morning air… It isn’t an art to be studied Alone by the men who can spare The time from their every day labo…
To gentle ways I am inclined; I have no wish to kill. To creatures dumb I would be kind… I like them all, but still Right now I think I’d like to be
He has heard his country calling,… And he’s doing something bigger th… He has caught a greater vision tha… And I know to-day I’m prouder of… His speech is soft and vibrant wit…
When a little baby dies And the wee form silent lies, And the little cheeks seem waxen And the little hands are still, Then your soul gives way to treaso…
The lady what comes up to our hous… Is awfully poor, an’ she’s got Three babies t’ care for, an’ that… An’ that’s why she worries a lot. An’ Ma says her husband don’t hel…
There’s a lot of joy in the smilin… there’s plenty of morning sun, And laughter and songs and dances,… when-ever the day’s work’s done; Full many an hour is a shining one…
Last night I caught him on his kn… And oh, the guilty look he wore, a… When I, pretending to be cross, s… game?’ As if, back in the long ago, I ha…
“How’s things?” says I, Says he ‘Not bad, They might be worse, But then I ’m glad They ain’t.' That’s all
FAME is a fickle jade at best, And he who seeks to win her smile Must trudge, disdaining play or re… O’er many a long and weary mile. Nor must he work alone for her,
None knows the day that friends mu… None knows how near is sorrow; If there be laughter in your heart… Don’t hold it for to-morrow. Smile all the smiles you can to-da…
He wiped his shoes before his door… But ere he entered he did more; ’Twas not enough to cleanse his fe… Of dirt they’d gathered in the str… He stood and dusted off his mind
I REMEMBER the first tiny cry… And my heart felt a thrill that it… And my face which a moment before… With the sunlight of love and of h… And yet I am sure that I loved he…
When I was but a little lad of si… One joy I knew that has been lost… Then Saturday was baking day and… The while I stood about and watch… And I was there to have fulfilled…
He has not served who gathers gold… Nor has he served, whose life is t… In selfish battles he has won, Or deeds of skill that he has done… But he has served who now and then
A convalescin’ woman does the stra… An’ it’s wonderful the courage tha… O, it’s never safe to leave her fo… Or you’ll find th’ doctor’s good w… There’s that wife o’ mine, I reck…
