Make Home Happy.
261.9
Though we may not change the cottage
For the masaion tall and grand,
Nor exchange the little grass-plot
For a boundless stretch of land
Though we have no mesna to purchas
Costly pictures, riety and rare
Though we…
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Christmas Gifts.
384.2
"What did you get for Christmas?"
"Oh, nothing much," he said.
"Nothing but a picture book,
And a pair of skates and a sled.
"And a new fur cap, and a muffler,
And a train of cars, and a ball,
And a top, and a game,…
The Rose That All Are Praising
8410
The rose that all are praising
Is not the rose for ine:
Too many eyes are gazing
Upon that costly tree,
But I've a rose in yonder glen
That shuns the gaze of other men,
For me its bossoin raising-
Oh,…
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Good Night.
165.1
How sweet the habor Evening cent the hour of sweet r
The Horse Wave suck to rest,
The money bright
The wane who have suck ta rest,
The moderne brigh
Thess tranquil hours
Farm the dearest link of
And, while ouch…
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The Unforgotten
By Theodosia Garrison
952
By Theodosia Garrison in Smart Set
It is all calm, this love you give to me
Mly life goes gently in a cloistered hold
Whose windows open to the scanty gold
Of tender twilight on a quiet sea
This…
Walled in.
511.1
When Johnnie went off to Yale, to Yale,
He was a parlor boarder:
They sent him down to Eli Town
To study law and order.
They told him not to study much
Because he was so frail-
I wonder what his ma-mah will say
When…
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The Butterflies of May.
166.3
Written for the News Letter by the Marquis de Louville.
Who knows what may be in the butterflies' wings
When they play in the warm air together,
If they say in a butterfly's way, loving things
From the Tea to…
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Work Well Done.
212.7
The work is well done that is willingly done.
And the hands do not lag in their task,
Then the love and good will of the la- boring one,
Keep on, with no questions to ask.
The work is well done that is cheerfully done,…
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Put My Little SHoes Away.
600.4
Mother, dear, come bathe my forehead,
For I'm growing very weak;
Only let one drop of water
Fall upon my burning check.
Chorus-
Oh, I'm going away to leave you, mother,
Oh, remember what I say;
Do it, won't…
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The Fairy Artist.
518.4
O, there is a little artist
Who paints in the cold night hours
Pictures for wee, wee children,
Of wondrous trees and flowers;
Pictures of snow-white mountains
Touching the snow-white sky;
Pictures of distant oceans
Where…
Darling Chloe.
298.6
In the old Carolina state, where the sweet magnolia blooms,
And the pickaninny darky learns to hoe,
There is one I long to see, who was always true to me,
But I left her many, many years ago.
'Mid the cotton and the…
Song of the Grasshopper.
202.6
I saw a brown old grasshopper,
And he sat upon a stone,
While ever and anon he chirped
In a sad and mournful tone:
And many an anxious, troubled look .
He cast around the naked plain.
Where now was but a…
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The Old Arm Chair.
217.3
Not Readable
Not Readable
I sat and watch'd her many a day
When her eyes grew dim, and her locka were grayi
And I almost worship'd har when the smilef
And turn'd from her utble to hiras her child.
Years roll'd…
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"Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep".
436.13
"Now I lay me down to sleep:
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,"L
Was my childhood's early prayer,
Taught by my mother's love and care.
Many years since they have fled:
Mother slumbers with the dead;…
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Our City Beautiful.
9.3
Een tho' our hearts be steeped in tears
And, bent our souls by miery:
Een tho we look where once we loved-
That loved, now ashes at our feet,
Stifle, they cry-who dares to weep?
Raise up thine head and worship Goal!…
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I Could Not Call Her Mother.
490.5
The marriage rite was over,
And tho I turned aside
To keep the guests from seeing
The tears I could not hide.
I wreathed my face in smiles
And led my little brother
To greet my father's chosen,
But…
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Scotch Lassie Jean.
64.6
In Scotland'a fair lands, over mountains and riffs,
That's where I roamed for many a day.
In looking at the lads and lassles on the green,
In the fair old hand of Scotland far away.
I have waited for her coming,…
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Uncle Sam's Farm.
90.9
Of all the mighty nations
In the East or In the West.
Oh this glorious Yankee nation
is the greatest and the best,
We have room for all creation,
And our banner la unfurled,
Here's a general Invitation
To the people…
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