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Only a dad, with a tired face, Coming home from the daily race, Bringing little of gold or fame, To show how well he has played the… But glad in his heart that his own…
Show me the boy who never threw A stone at someone’s cat; Or never hurled a snowball swift At someone’s high silk hat. Who never ran away from school,
JUST now I think I 'd like to be At the river’s brink Beneath a tree, And stretched out flat
What do I want my boy to be? Oft is the question asked of me, And oft I ask it of myself– What corner, niche or post or shel… In the great hall of life would I
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 did not argue with the man, It seemed a waste of words. He gave to chance the wondrous pla… That gave sweet song to birds. He gave to force the wisdom wise
Not for the sake of the gold, Not for the sake of the fame, Not for the prize would I hold Any ambition or aim: I would be brave and be true
The world is bright and sunny— If you haven’t any money, What’s the difference? Let me ask you anyhow. Let the other fellow hurry,
How much grit do you think you’ve… Can you quit a thing that you like… You may talk of pluck; it’s an eas… And where’er you go it is often he… But can you tell to a jot or guess
I’d like to leave but daffodills to mark my little way, To leave but tulips red and white behind me as I stray; I’d like to pass away from earth
I don’t mind the man with a red bl… At a real or a fancied wrong; I can stand for the chap with a gr… To drop it when joy comes along; I have praise for the fellow who s…
I’ve’ felt some little thrills of… Along the pleasant lanes of life t… No great distinction have I claim… Some satisfactions sweet have come… But of the joyous thrills of life…
I’ve tried the high-toned speciali… I’ve heard the throat man whisper… I’ve sat in fancy offices and wait… And paid for fifteen minutes what… But while these scientific men are…
‘What is the glory of age?’ I sai… ‘A hoard of gold and a few dear fr… When you’ve reached the day that y… And see the place where your journ… When Time has robbed you of youth…
When the hair about the temples st… the signs of gray, And a fellow realizes that he’s wa… away From the pleasures of his boyhood…