We were settin’ there an’ smokin’… Like licker, votes for wimmin, an’… When he ups an’ strokes his whiske… ‘Changin’ laws an’ legislatures ai… Goin’ to make this world much bett…

The world’s too busy now to pause To listen to a whiner’s cause; It has no time to stop and pet The sulker in a peevish fret, Who wails he’ll neither work nor p…

MAY all your little cares depart By which your heart is troubled; May perfect peace supplant the sma… And all your joys be doubled. May every wish you have come true,

The world is full of gladness, There are joys of many kinds, There’s a cure for every sadness, That each troubled mortal finds. And my little cares grow lighter

Swiftly the changes come. Each da… Sees some lost beauty blown away And some new touch of lovely grace Come into life to take its place. The little babe that once we had

There ain’t the joy in foreign ski… An’ friendliness o’ foreign folks… An’ far-off landscapes with their… As jes’ that little patch o’ green… It’s good to feel a stranger’s han…

Rough be the road and long, Steep be the hills ahead, Grant that my faith be strong, Fearlessly let me tread. After the day’s hard test

“NEVER again,' said Mrs. Green,… ‘Never again will I think one hou… Never again will I go away with a… I’ve had a month of that game this… ‘I fried the fish and I stood all…

If through the years we’re not to… Much finer deeds than we have done… If we must merely wander through Time’s garden, idling in the sun; If there is nothing big ahead,

I’m sorry for a fellow if he canno… In a grate fire’s friendly flaming… If in quiet contemplation of a che… He sees nothing there recalling al… Then his mind is dead to fancy and…

Dead they left Him in the tomb And the impenetrable gloom, Rolled the great stone to the door… Dead, they thought, forevermore. Then came Mary Magdalene

Along the paths o’ glory there are… There are youthful hearts and stur… From the rugged roads o’ duty they… To mingle with their brothers who… And they’re looking back and smili…

IF you’ve grumbled through the da… Without driving care away, If in spite of all your grouches Troubles on you have kept piling; If regardless of your kicking

Last night I got to thinkin’ of t… When I still had on knee breeches… An’ my Sunday suit was velvet. Ma… But I know I didn’t like it—eithe… It was far too girlish for me, for…