Nine passed him by with a hasty look, Each bent on his eager way; One glance at him was the most they took… “Somebody stuck,” said they; But it never occurred to the nine to hee…

UP and down the lanes of love, With the bright blue skies above, And the grass beneath our feet, O, so green and O, so sweet! There we wandered boy and girl,

I look into the faces of the people pass… The glad ones and the sad ones, and the… And I wonder why the sorrow or the twin… But the pale and weary faces are the one… I saw a face this morning, and time was…

“I work for someone else,” he said; “I have no chance to get ahead. At night I leave the job behind; At morn I face the same old grind. And everything I do by day

I wonder if he’ll stop to think, When the long years have traveled by, Who heard his plea: ‘I want a drink!’ Who was the first to hear him cry? I wonder if he will recall

‘Men will grow weary,’ said the Lord, ‘Of working for their bed and board. They’ll weary of the money chase And want to find a resting place Where hum of wheel is never heard

I’m not the man to say that failure’s sw… Nor tell a chap to laugh when things go… I know it hurts to have to take defeat An’ no one likes to lose before a throng… It isn’t very pleasant not to win

WALL have fights to make with self, And these are the bitterest fights of al… Worse than the fight for a hoard of pelf Is the fight to master our vices small; Worse than the fight on the battle line

Little women, little men, Childhood never comes again. Live it gaily while you may; Give your baby souls to play; March to sound of stick and pan,

JUST now I think I 'd like to be At the river’s brink Beneath a tree, And stretched out flat

HE’D made a fortune out of stocks, he c… He 'd hoarded up a store of gold, a sect… But still he sighed alone and talked of… And mentioned to his dearest friends: '… Within his mansion big and warm he often…

My name is Johnny Vincent Brown, I live on Leicester Court, My Pa’s not here, he’s gone downtown, An’ I am three feet short, An’ I weigh sixty-three pounds, too,

A convalescin’ woman does the strangest… An’ it’s wonderful the courage that a li… O, it’s never safe to leave her for an h… Or you’ll find th’ doctor’s good work ha… There’s that wife o’ mine, I reckon she…

I might not ever scale the mountain heig… Where all the great men stand in glory n… I may not ever gain the world’s delights Or win a wreath of laurel for my brow; I may not gain the victories that men