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I DO not care to wait until the h… Before I say what’s in my heart,… I’d rather say: ‘How glad I am to… Than stand and say 'how glad I wa… I’d rather shout: ‘how good you ar…
AIRY, fairy Lillian, What a naughty thing to do, By noon had read a Laura Libbey paper novel through. By four o’clock another
Though victory’s proof of the skil… Defeat is the proof of your grit; A weakling can smile in his days o… But at trouble’s first sign he wil… So the test of the heart and the t…
I sometimes wonder when I read th… If I shall wear that look of care… My little boy is five years old an… My little boy is home with me; his… And I can laugh and dance with li…
IT is well enough to cheer for th… It is fine to praise the brother w… But don’t keep your kind words alw… For the boy who really needs them… Give a cheer when men deserve it,…
A BABY is the best to love, She always smiles when you draw ne… Though ugly you may be of face, No handsomer may interfere And win her heart away from you,
The kids at our house number three… As different as they can be; And if perchance they numbered six Each one would have particular tri… And certain little whims and fads
Ma says no, it’s too much care An’ it will scatter germs an’ hair… An’ it’s a nuisance through and th… An’ barks when you don’t want it t… An’ carries dirt from off the stre…
I’M allus glad when my Pa gets ba… From the shu-shu cars and the rail… Or a big boat ride, which he often… Oh, I 'm orful glad when he’s bac… Jes’ as soon as he’s kissed my ma…
You can brag about the famous men… You may boast about the great men… Parsons, eloquent and wise; stars… Millionaires and navy admirals, an… Fame and power and wealth and glor…
Some have the gift of song and som… Some have the gift of leadership a… And fame and wealth reward their f… told, But in good time their favorites g…
MARK TWAIN is dead! No, no, t… Say rather Clemens knows life’s m… Say rather Clemens has been calle… But Twain still lives for all the… Mark Twain is dead! 'T is false,…
Last night he said the dead were d… And scoffed my faith to scorn; I found him at a tulip bed When I passed by at morn. ‘O ho!’ said I, ‘the frost is nea…
Here’s to the men! Since Adam’s t… They’ve always been the same; Whenever anything goes wrong, The woman is to blame. From early morn to late at night,
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