THINGS I MEANT TO DO.

THINGS I MEANT TO DO. 454.10 It's true I haven't done a lot To show my natural bent: The things to judge folks by is not The act, but the intent. The crop that measured scant and small, The roof where rain came through- Don't notice them.…

The Three Fishers

The Three Fishers By three Fishers 645 Three fishers wat sailing out into the west- Out Into the west as the sun went down: Each thought of the woman who loved him best, And the children stood watching them out of the town For wen must work…

SUMMER AND WINTER.

SUMMER AND WINTER. 569.2 What are the bright eyes watching Under the Southern sun? Oh, the roses fair in the balmy air, And the vines that climb and run. What are the bright eyes watching Under the Northern sky? Feathery snow, while the…

Sonnet to the Laugh of a Child.

Sonnet to the Laugh of a Child. 553.8 Golden music fashioned by the stars, And chanted by the fairies in the gloom- In the gray and ghostly gloom. Where the whitened birches loom, And the summer's sliken vestures Hold a rare and rich…

MANHOOD.

MANHOOD. 255.6 Our country has new need of men today- Not such alone as bravely may with- stand The shock of battle or with strenuous hand Open the paths of progress every way. We give too much to brawn and body; they Are but the brute which…

PUT ON YOUR CLOTHES.

PUT ON YOUR CLOTHES. 275.11 There's a truth I wish to declare, For I've noticed how pretty your face is, You're an artist in doing your hair. And the line of your figure all grace is. But one thing you really should learn, It is vital,…

Balked.

Balked. 275.9 There weA Aut he got stuck Upon this "simple life;' He said that we would try to cut His ways of wearing strife, But found. alas! it was no use, For he possessed wife.

A CITY MOOD.

A CITY MOOD. Arthur Stringer. 435.4 If I once more might only wander free From all this citied laughter touched with pain, And learn with quiet hall and patient tree To watch the wheeling seasons and the rain, And with the lyric grass,…

The Little German Home

The Little German Home. 453.3 I love to think about those days so full of fun and Joy. That never will come back again to me; It was many, many years agone when but a little boy. I lived there so happy, light, and free. I used to play about…

Amphibious

Amphibious 84-12 To drown our sorrows is unkind; Besides, the chance is slim; For in the flowing bowl we find They quickly learn to swim

WISDOM.

WISDOM. 344.7 Like doves our strong-winged hopes o out To speed their night through unknown прасе, Like tired doves they curve about And find no sate abiding place, Till Wisdom's window open swings In some sweet Ark of lowly things. Our…

The Brick Schoolhouse on the Hill.

The Brick Schoolhouse on the Hill. 457.5 On a hill in old NewHampshire Stands the schoolhouse on the hill. Where we boys and girls went onward. To learn to read, write, and spell. The lessons that were taught us Seem'd awful hard to learn,…

An Attic Dream

An Attic Dream. 244.1 All day the rain had softly beat Its music on the window pane; All day had tapped, like tiny feet, Upon the shingles brown with stain. Up in the attic long and low, Strung on the rafters overhead Were pennyroyal,…
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Da’ American Girl.

Da' American Girl. 550.1 I gatta mash weeth Mag An' she ces 'Mericana, too! Ha! wa'at you theenk? Now, mebbe so, You weell no calla me so slow Ef some time you can looka seo How she ees com' an' flirt weeth ane Most evra two t'ree day,…

One Of The Leisure Class

One of the Leisure Class 89-8 Sure I niver wuz so happy as I am right now Fer I lost me job this marnin' an I'm free An' I goes around a grinnin' at the min who have to work An' I know that they are wishin they wuz me Sure 'tis little cash…
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LOVE’S CONFESSIONS.

LOVE'S CONFESSIONS. Ella Wheeler Wilcox. 329.1 How shall a maid make answer to a man Who summons her, by love's supreme decree The intricate strange ways that love began? So many streams from that great fountain ran, To open her whole heart,…

Salvation

Salvation. -Writter Bynner 1.4 They woke me Sunday, and I looked Out of my bed to see; And then the way I felt rebuked Suggested this to me: Even the crudest curbstone prayer, That rouses hearts anew, Is nearer to the crystal stair Than many…
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Where There’s a With There’s a Way.

Where There's a With There's a Way. 336.4 This life is a difficult riddle For many people we see. With faces as long as a fiddle. That ought to look shining with glee. I am sure in this world there are plenty Of good things enough for…

Chimes of Trinity.

Chimes of Trinity. 265.3 In a city grand and gay, where the mighty throng hold sway. Stands a church whose spire points toward the sky. And down in the belfry towar oft the chimes have toll'd the hour And many saddened hearts were charmed…