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I am a river flowing from God’s s… Through devious ways. He mapped… I cannot change it; mine alone the… To keep the waters free from grime… The winding river ends where it be…
In the faint flush upon the tell-t… And in the pallor that succeeds it… The quivering lid of an averted ey… The smile that proves the parent o… Thus doth Love speak.
The Poker proposed to the shovel That they should be man and wife, ‘I think,’ said he, ‘that we could… As we journey along through life.’ The Shovel blushed as she answere…
The roses all were pink and red, Before the Bumble Bee, A lover bold, with cloak of gold, Came singing merrily Along the sunlit ways that led
Don’t bring into the lodge-room Anger, and spite, and pride. Drop at the gate of the temple The strife of the world outside. Forget all your cares and trials,
Straight through my heart this fac… By Truth’s own hand is driven: God never takes one thing away, But something else is given. I did not know in earlier years,
Love is enough. Let us not ask f… Wealth breeds false aims, and prid… In those serene, Arcadian days of… Men gave no thought to princely ho… The gods who dwelt on fair Olympi…
Let the dream go. Are there not o… In vastness of clouds hid from thy… That yet shall gild with beautiful… And shoot the shadows through and… What matters one lost vision of th…
‘Be not attached.’ So runs the g… For those who seek to ‘know’ and ‘… Who sounds the waters of the deepe… Must first draw up his anchor and… But not for me, that knowledge.…
The year has but one June, dear f… The year has but one June; And when that perfect month doth e… The robin’s song, though loud, tho… Seems never quite in tune.
Three million women without mates In lonely homes on earth! And Cupid sighs at heaven’s gates… Where many a spirit ego waits Its call again to birth.
Talk happiness. The world is sad… Without your woes. No path is who… Look for the places that are smoot… And speak of those, to rest the we… Of Earth, so hurt by one continuo…
Whatever the strength of our foes… Whatever it may have been, This is our slogan, and this our v… They shall not win, they shall not… Though out of the darkness they ca…
One ship drives east and another d… With the selfsame winds that blow. Tis the set of the sails And not the gales Which tells us the way to go.
If you saw a lion Not within a cage, Would you tease and fret him Till he roared in rage? Would you tempt his anger