The Falsehood

The Falsehood 1919 Each morn he lies in his trundle bed And sees the great sun rise, He shakes the curls of his golden hend And rubs his sleepy eyes: Then softly steals across the floor And climbs upon my knee "Is mudder here?" he asks…

The Present

The Present 1481 The Age of Gold," they say Always, "is coming" Nay- Thus was the dream of old; This is the Age of Gold So shall tomorrow be Ever, if we but see! Look weto the light, and do Our best and so be true

The Garden

The Garden 1536 I know a garden, sweet and beautiful, Where tall flowers grow, as fragrant all as those Which make the longed-for country wonderful- The lilv and the rose And smaller blossoms of forgotten naming That kindle its dim corners…

The Man Behind

THE MAN BEHIND 5982 There's a fat girl on the trolley car and she's a blooming peach, She's standing on her toes to keep the strap within her reach, The car is going round the curve and she lets go the strap, Tis the man behind the paper…

The Cruel Hiss

The Cruel Hiss 1706 We left New York on Sunday morn, Our hearts were light and free, As we were about to take the road With our new farce comedy Of course, we all looked forward For the night to open on It came and proved a grand success…
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Pant Tree,

Pant Tree, 335.7 What does he plant who plants in (ree? He plants a friend of sun and sky: He plants a flag of breezes free: The shaft of beauty towering high: He plants a home to Heaven anigh For song and mother-croon of bird, In hushed…

Never Alone.

Never Alone. 473.5 I've seen the lighining lashing. And heard the thunder rošt; I'vo felt ain's breakers dashing. Trying to conquer my soul: I've heard the voice of my Savior, Telling me still to fight on: He promised never to leave…

Ervesiorto.

Ervesiorto. 294.4 The Carthusian monks in the time ofCortez established small monastery high up on the mountain slopes on the roa lending to Toluen, the capital of the State of Mexico, for th City of Mexico is in a district like Washington.…

Were I a Rose

Were I a Rose. 191.8. Wero I a rose, no thorn shoni dare Wound thy dear hand, s'en though you chose My choicest flow'r to pluck and wear: Were Fa rose Were I the sun, no ray should o'er Cause thee my ardent beams to shun I'd kiss…

The Dear Railroad Pass

The Dear Railroad Pass. 240.8 [No more railroad passes will be issued after the 1st of January.] How dear to my heart are the old railroad passes. As fond recollection presents them to view: The passes, which iifted me over the passes, The…

The Leak in the Dike

The Leak in the Dike. 212.1 The wood dame looked from her cottage At the close of the pleasant day, (And cheerily cailed to her little won Outalde the door at play: Come, Peter, come! I want you to go. While there is light in see, To the hut…

The Nameless Age.

The Nameless Age. 570.1 With a chainless bike, and a horseless car, And a ship that sails in air; With a prayerless church-in a Godless age- Excepting "science" prayer. With a tuneless song, and an artless art, Of "poster" girls galore,…

WILLIAM ALSO-RANDOLPH HEARST.

WILLIAM ALSO-RANDOLPH HEARST. 464.1 Willle runs a supplement which al- ways beats the news: Willle runs for president, with noth- ing much to lose- Willie's always running, whether .by request or not. Whenever there's a vacancy, it's wil- lle-on-the-Spot. Frisky…

Pictures in the Fire.

Pictures in the Fire. 485.5 When the winds whistle 'round the house And fields are brown and bare, I sit beside the roaring fire And watch the pictures there. The flames leap up and I behold A wondrous palace, bright, With arch and column…

The Grave of Bonaparte.

The Grave of Bonaparte. 266.7 The children are gath'ring from near and far, The trumpet is sounding the call for the war. The conflict is raging, 'twill be fearful and long. We'll gird on the armor, and be marching along. Chorus. Marching…

HUMILITY.

HUMILITY. 554.6 Ensainting all the visible world, the dim And reticent night upon the harvest lands In silent benediction lays its hands; Curved as the chine of a great beast, the grim Hill heaves against the sky its shaggy rim- One of…

PERSIAN PROVERB.

PERSIAN PROVERB. 307.3 As trees of sandalwood make sweet The axe that lays them low, Let love enable thee to greet With friendliness thy foe; And though he smite thee, still to meet With blessing every blow. …

October

OCTOBER 5647 Ay, thou art welcome, heaven's licious breath! When woods begin to wear crimson leaf the And suns grow meek, and meek suns grow brief, And the year smiles as it draws near its death Wind of the sunny south! oh, still de- lay…

A WONDER.

A WONDER. 436.9 Xenophon Wiseboy's a wonderful man, He's always evolving some curious plan For freeing the world from conten-tion and strife And scattering roses through every- one's life. He gets out his pen and a bottle of Inc And settles…

A Whisper.

A Whisper. 554.4 "I love you, dear." High in the tree That spread its sheltering branches near, A song-bird trilled an ecstasy. "I love you, dear." The gray mist rose from hill and mere, But no rain fell for you and me; And all our sky…