Hurrah For Roosevelt
1762
I see a grand old castle
With turret tall and grim,
O'ergrown with climbing ivy
Till you scarce can see within
And it the quaint old ruin
That stands upon the wall,
I seem to hear the knights of old,
In joyous…
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THE BURNING HEART
3032
Do heat to pallor-I, who sway
Forever in the bread of strife,
Not master, but the slave of life,
A burning heart I bear!
Yet death will full extinction give,
Or kindly age a bound will set;
So, if I live, I shall…
Must I Go and Empty Handed
962
Must I go and empty handed
Thus my dear Redeemer meet?
Not one day of service give him,
Lay no trophy at his fect,
Chorus-
Must I go and empty handed?
Must I meet my Savior во?
Not one soul with which…
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San Francisco Redeemed
66
Serenely proud has been thy reign,
Fair mistress of the Golden Gate,
NO Now through through they Great Baptismal Fire,
Predestined to a Great Estate
Ambassadors from every clime
Have here their flags unfurled;…
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The Days
27510
Got to start another week!
Laws-a-goodness, me!
Days, dey seems to hop along
As hasty as kin be
I likes to min' my manners,
But It ain't no use to try:
I can't say "Howdy, Monday,"
Foh nex Saturday comes byl
It ain't…
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Treasures
1769
I count my trensures o'er with care,
The little toy that beby knew,
A little sock with faded hue,
A little lock of golden hair
Long years ago this Christmas time:
My little one, my all to me,
Sat robed in white upon my knee…
A Good Name
2025
Children choose it,
Don't refuse it
'Tis a precious diadem:
Ne'er despise it
You will need it when you're men
Love and cherish
Love and nourish,
'Tis more precious far than gold;
Watch and guard it
Don't discard it;
You…
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The Girl with a Calico Dress
5916
A fig for your upper-ten girls
With their velvets and satins and laces
Their diamonds and rubles and pearls
And their milliner figures and faces
They may chine at a party or ball
Embellished with half…
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Will Bring Us Gain
1765
Speech for Boy
A mighty man
Is Uncle Dan,
And people love him far and near;
At early light,
Or noon, or night,
He's seeking burdened hearts to cheer
When things go right
is smile is bright,
And just as bright…
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A Hymn
Alr-"Just As I Am Without One Plea,
Oh! Fatherhood of God on high,
When lowering clouds o'ercome me nigh;
And prospects dear are 'neath my eye;
Then would I to Thy bosom fly
When Justice fails, and none decry
And gulit's unfelt,…
Coug-Medicine
3436
I had a little husband - I never knew a worse:
For better than his wife or life
He loved his little parse
I did my best to wheedle him-
He saw my deep intent
And though he had a chronic cough,
He never coughed a cent
So…
The First Forget-Me-Not
A Legend
2492
Upon the Danube's brink it grew,
A blossom of celestial hue,
A nameless flower-
Or was it but a turquoise rare,
Set in the gold of sunbeams there
By some strange power?
A gallant to his lady sighed,…
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THE FARMER
4896
"Land of our birth, our faith, our pride,
For whose dear sake our fathers died,
Oh, Motherland, we pledge to thee
Head, heart and hand through years to be!
It would seem as if the farmer of
New York had memorized the above,…
THE EDITOR'S SONG
35910
How dear to my heart is the steady sub- acriber,
Who pays in advance, without alkipping Bye year;
Who inys down his dollar, and effers it gladly,
And casta 'round the office a halo of cheer
Who never says: "Stop it:…
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LOVE'S BLOSSOMING
5222
When soft on the hillside the spring winds were blowing,
And summer stirred sleepily under the sod---
When through the cold earth the warm consciousness stealing
Brought violets voicing the whispers of God;
When out…
A Losing Game
2755
There is some chance of winning at 'most every game that's played,
From polo down to ping-pong and from poker to old maid
You always have some show to prove your strength or craft or skill
And if friendly fortune favors-call…
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THE PESSIMIST
5592
With Jaundiced eye he looks around
And everything is wrong;
A minor strain by him is found
In every little song,
And every rose that blooms at morn
For him holds nothing but a thorn
He sees no guerdon in the rain,…
Hurrah For Roosevelt
War and ConflictThe Noble Twenty-Fourth
ReflectionsThe Burning Heart
DeathMust I Go And Empty Handed
DreamsSan Francisco Redeemed
Urban LifeThe Days
ReflectionsTreasures
Holidays and CelebrationsWho Tips The Engineer?
ReflectionsA Good Name
Love and RomanceThe Girl With A Calico Dress
ReflectionsWill Bring Us Gain
Love and RomanceA Hymn
Love and RomanceCoug-Medicine
Love and RomanceThe First Forget-Me-Not
BeautyThe Farmer
ReflectionsThe Editor’s Song
War and ConflictLove’s Blossoming
Love and RomanceA Losing Game
Hope and MotivationMan Was Made To Mourn
ReflectionsThe Pessimist
Death