I caught but a glimpse of him. Summer was here. And I strayed from the town and its dust and heat. And walked in a wood, while the noon was near, Where the shadows were cool, and the atmosphere...
I caught but a glimpse of him. Summer was here, And I strayed from the town and its dust and heat And walked in a wood, while the noon was near, Where the shadows were cool, and the atmosphere...
A good man never dies - In worthy deed and prayer And helpful hands, and honest eyes, If smiles or tears be there: Who lives for you and me - Lives for the world he tries...
A word of Godspeed and good cheer To all on earth, or far or near, Or friend or foe, or thine or mine - In echo of the voice divine, Heard when the star bloomed forth and lit...
For the sake of guilty conscience, and the heart that ticks the time Of the clockworks of my nature, I desire to say that I'm A weak and sinful creature, as regards my daily walk...
Say good-by er howdy-do - What's the odds betwixt the two? Comin' - goin', ev'ry day - Best friends first to go away - Grasp of hands you'd ruther hold Than their weight in solid gold...
Go, Winter! Go thy ways! We want again The twitter of the bluebird and the wren; Leaves ever greener growing, and the shine Of Summer's sun - not thine. - ...
Granny's come to our house, And ho! My lawzy-daisy! All the childern round the place Is ist a-runnin' crazy! Fetched a cake fer little Jake, And fetched a pie fer Nanny,...
Sir Launcelot rode overthwart and endlong in a wide forest, and held no path but as wild adventure led him... And he returned and came again to his horse, and took off his saddle and his bridle, and let him pasture; and unlaced...
Pap's got his patent-right, and rich is all creation; But where's the peace and comfort that we all had before? Le's go a-visitin' back to Griggsby's Station - Back where we ust to be so happy and so pore! ...
Tell you a story - an' it's a fac': - Wunst wuz a little boy, name wuz Jack, An' he had sword an' buckle an' strap Maked of gold, an' a "'visibul cap;"...
Just to be good - This is enough - enough! O we who find sin's billows wild and rough, Do we not feel how more than any gold Would be the blameless life we led of old...
The audience entire seemed pleased - indeed Extremely pleased. And little Maymie, freed From her task of instructing, ran to show Her wondrous colored picture to and fro Among the company. ...
I'm twins, I guess, 'cause my Ma say I'm two little girls. An' one o' me Is Good little girl; an' th'other 'n' she Is Bad little girl as she can be! An' Ma say so, 'most ever' day. ...